(Russia x Zekrom!Reader) - My Life is Now Perfect

The winds whistle through the snowy fields of Route 8. Zekrom has always felt at home among the snow despite being weak to the ice types that inhabit the area. However, since she’s a legendary, most normal Pokemon leave her alone, whether due to fear or respect, she doesn’t know. It gets lonely though being a legendary Pokemon and she’d love to have some friends that don’t fear her that are not other legendaries. Reshiram is a good friend of hers, but he’s also very busy with protecting his half of the region from harm. Zekrom is as well, but this half of Unova doesn’t face that many evildoers so her jobs are pretty scarce and when they do happen, they’re easily resolved.

She kicks at the snow, enjoying the feeling of the soft powder against her feet. She starts giggling at how fun it is to just relax like this, not having to worry about anything at the moment. She hears a noise and is joined by an Umbreon causing her to look on in shock. After a bit though, she’s quickly back to playing with the new Pokemon, wondering if this is what it’s like to have a smaller Pokemon as a friend.

“Ufufu~” A strange giggle causes her to freeze and wildly look around. The Umbreon trots off in a direction, causing her to discover a tall man. Zekrom’s still taller than him, but she doesn’t tower over him the way that she does everyone else. His violet eyes sparkle, causing her to become curious. She walks over to him and looks at him cautiously.

“Privyet!” He exclaims, “You’re Zekrom, da?” He asks, an innocent smile on his face. She nods, amused by the way that he speaks. “You’re a really powerful Pokemon, podsolnechnik.” He says. She tilts her head at the term of endearment, causing the Umbreon to shout happily, “It means sunflower. They’re his favorite flower.”

This causes Zekrom to blush slightly, though it’s unnoticeable due to her black scales. She feels flattered that he would refer to her with the name of his favorite flower, causing her to feel pretty special. Though, she wishes that others would refer to her by (Y/n), which has always been her favorite human name. The name just sounds so pretty and feminine which would make her feel even more special.

“Glalie, come out.” He says, “Just don’t accidentally hit our new friend here, da?” He knows that Zekrom would be weak to the ice type moves of his Pokemon.

The Pokemon does so and approaches (Y/n). It just nuzzles her softly, not wanting to hurt the larger Pokemon. (Y/n) smiles with that, finding the smaller Pokemon to be absolutely adorable. “Aw~ You’re getting along, da?” He says before giggling once again.

This causes (Y/n) to giggle as well. She’s feeling happy surrounded by them, which can be a moderately rare feeling for her. It’s not like she ever really feels sad, more lonely and content. She’d definitely like to stick around this group, knowing that they wouldn’t let her feel lonely ever again.

Russia seems to sense her feeling and he tilts his head, “Become one with Mother Russia, da?” He giggles and the purple aura appears on his face, causing (Y/n) to look at him with confusion, not capable of fearing him when she’s taller and stronger. She nudges him softly and the aura disappears, a sad look replacing it. She nuzzles him again before nudging at his bag, signaling that she does want to join his team.

His smile returns at that and he reaches into his bag, extracting a Heal Ball from it. He holds out the ball to her and it glows, accepting that she’s the Pokemon that belongs to it. It pulls her into it for a minute, so that she gets used to the interior area of the Pokeball, before Russia lets her back out of it. She nuzzles into him, causing him to giggle happily.

(Y/n) then makes a inquisitive noise, tilting her head at him adorable. He tilts his head as well before perking up, knowing what she’s wanting. “You want me to give you a name, da?” He asks, causing her to nod happily. “Hmm, okay, what about Kat?” He asks, receiving a shake of her head. He shudders before asking, “Natalia?” She shakes her head at that as well, causing him to sigh with relief. “(Y/n)?” He asks, really hoping that she likes it. She nods her head immediately, causing him to brighten. “It’s a pretty name, podsolnechnik.” He smiles at her.

She makes a trilling noise of happiness at the compliment. She’s happy that someone else also likes her favorite human name. “(Y/n)?” He asks, causing her to look at him curiously. “Would you show me your moveset, podsolnechnik?” She nods and walks into the main clearing of the route, wanting to put some space between her and her new family.

She wonders for a bit which move she should start out with, organizing them into a list from least to most powerful and impressive. She knows that she’s going to shock him with the moves that she has, considering that she would have had to been taught through Technical Machines for two of them and a move tutor for one. Her wings start glowing a metal-grey color and she strikes the air in front of her. Russia makes an impressed noise before whispering, “Steel wing. Good.”

She preens at that causing him to giggle. Her body starts to glow with a bright yellow light (Electric type, remember ) before opening her mouth, shooting a light blue beam of energy with a slight crackling of electricity from her mouth. Russia’s eyes widen and he looks completely shocked, causing her to make a soft giggling sound. “That was Flash Cannon, but I’ve never seen it so powerful…” He says, with an awed tone of voice.

She preens again before readying the next move. Her body starts glowing a faint orange color, and she holds her claws out. A ball of orange light forms between them before shooting off into the sky. The ball then explodes, sending several orange spheres hurtling at the ground just in front of her. She smirks slightly, knowing that he’s going to be completely shocked that she knows the move, and she isn’t disappointed. His eyes widen further and his jaw drops. “Draco Meteor...but how?” He asks, completely confused at how she knew that particular move. She snickers quietly, causing him to roll his eyes. Of course a legendary would be able to learn moves without actually being officially taught them.

She hesitates before doing her second to last move. (In the anime, they’re capable of learning more than four moves ) She takes a deep breath, steadying her nerves. Her tail begins to glow light blue, crackling with electricity. Her body becomes surrounded by a violet sphere of crackling electricity. She then charges forward, hitting a pile of snow in the field. This causes the electricity in the sphere to attack the space in front of her before dissipating. She pants slightly, looking over to Russia to see him impressed by the move. “Fusion Bolt. Definitely a powerful move.”

She preens once again, not as worried about showing off as she was before. Though this next move will reveal where she is level-wise. The electric-generator in her tail starts spinning and glowing light blue with the electricity it creates. She then clenches her claws into fists, a determined look appearing on her face. She doesn’t use this move too often, because she’s never seen a Pokemon of a high enough level to require it. Her body becomes surrounded by yellow electricity with large yellow lightning bolts shooting from it as well. She then flies into another snow drift, causing the electricity to spread throughout the field, thankfully not hitting any of her audience members. She’s panting softly from the exertion of using two extremely powerful moves in succession with each other.

She looks over at Russia and he smiles at her, the amazement written across his face. “Bolt Strike… You are level 100 or higher, da?” He asks, realising exactly how powerful she is compared to the Pokemon that he already had. She nods and a wide smile appears on his face. “Great, this’ll definitely impress my friends. You would like to meet them, da?” He tilts his head, hoping that she does.

(Y/n) tilts her head, before nodding. She’d definitely like to meet his other friends, really wanting as many friends as she can have. His face brightens and he exclaims, “Great. Then you wouldn’t mind getting in the Pokeball, da?” He asks, receiving another nod. He holds the Pokeball out to her and she glows softly, being drawn into the ball. He does the same with the other two Pokemon, who up to this point had been watching her showing off her moves.

He pulls out his Xtransceiver and calls America. “Privyet, lyublyu. Would you mind getting the rest of our friends together at Cafe Sonata in Castelia City?”

“Yeah, dude. Will do. Need anything else?” He asks, winking playfully at Russia.

“Nyet. That will be it. I’ll see you then.”

“See ya!” America hangs up the call and Russia smiles fondly, calling his Unfezant to fly him to the city. He arrives at the entrance of the city and enjoys strolling through the city to reach the cafe. He really can’t wait to see his close friends.

He walks into the cafe and a huge smile appears on his face and he walks over to his friends. He sits down by America, smiling when the other country wraps an arm around him. He gets everyone’s attention before saying, “I have a new Pokemon I’d like you all to meet!”

They murmur amongst themselves, intrigued due to the fact that the Russian doesn’t get new Pokemon often. They nod and he gives them a sheepish look, “She’s too big for me to show you in here. Let’s go outside, da?” He giggles softly and they all nod, following him to a field outside the city. Unbeknownst to them, someone else also followed them to the field, eyes set upon Russia.

When they arrive at the field, Russia faces them all excitedly. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet (Y/n).” He says, pulling out the Heal Ball. He releases (Y/n) in front of him, causing everyone to gasp.

Russia stumbles slightly as he’s glomped by an over-excited America. He chuckles softly, hugging him back. “This is amazing! Hey! Reshiram, come out, please!” Reshiram appears and walks over to (Y/n), nuzzling her softly. She smiles at her best friend, nuzzling him back.

The rest of the countries ‘aw’ at this response, causing them to step away from each other awkwardly. Reshiram sits down while (Y/n) surveys the other humans curiously. She smiles at the obvious pairings of some of them, though some of them occasionally scowl at their partner. She decides to approach each one to properly introduce herself.

She steps in front of a blond with vibrant green eyes, who smiles at her. The blond beside him, with sparkling sapphire eyes and an arm wrapped around him, smiles as well. “Hello, love. Nice to meet you. I’m England.” The emerald-eyed human says politely.

(Y/n) nods her head in response and looks to the other person, “Oui. It is a pleasure to meet you, ma cherie. Je m'appelle France. ” He says with a wink causing her giggles at that, nodding her head before heading to another pairing.

She decides to introduce herself to a pair of two brunets, one with a strange curl coming out of his hair and the other with forest green eyes. “Hola, mi amiga~ It’s nice to meet you. Me llamo Spain.” He says, smiling brightly at her.

She nods her head again, conveying the return of the sentiment. The other brunet blushes, looking away before facing her again. “Ciao, ragazza. I’m Romano.” He says, being nicer due to her being both female and a Pokemon.

Spain squeals at that while (Y/n) nods her head in response. She giggles at Spain’s squeal before heading to another duo.

She heads towards another group with a person with a strange hair curl. She likes the maturity of the man standing beside him, especially the traditional way that he dresses. “Ciao, bella~ My name is Italy~” He says before making a ‘ve’ noise, “Nice to meet you~”

(Y/n) chuckles softly at his energy level, nodding her head in response to his comments. She looks at the other man, who has a fond but exasperated smile on his face. “Nǐ hǎo! It’s nice to meet you, my name is China.” Italy squeals at how adorable China is and glomps him, causing the older man to make an “aiya” sound.

(Y/n) giggles at their interaction before nodding at the Chinese man. He manages to bow in response which impresses her because no one else has done that so far. She heads to another pair of two stoic-looking people. The one with blond hair and ice blue eyes nods at her, “Guten tag. I’m Germany, it’s nice to meet you.”

(Y/n) nods in response before looking to the other human. “Konnichiwa. My name is Japan. It is very nice to meet you.”

(Y/n) smiles at how polite this man is, bowing her head in response to the words. He politely bows back, causing her smile to widen. He really has been the most polite of the people that she’s met so far.

She heads over to the final pairing and looks softly at the first person. He looks very similar to America except his hair curl is slightly different and he has kinder, violet eyes. She smiles at him, causing him to look at her in shock. “You can see me?”

She nods before mumbling, “Why wouldn’t I be able to?” (In Poke obviously.)

He responds back, “I’m usually ignored, Prussia here and France are usually the only ones to notice me frequently. I’m Canada, by the way, it’s nice to meet you.” He says with a soft smile.

She nods her head at both of them, before softly nuzzling Canada, causing him to giggle. She smiles at that and bows playfully at him before going back over to Russia. She hugs him slightly before hearing a loud growl of anger.

(Y/n) lets go of Russia and the growling sound lessens, but doesn’t stop. A woman with long pale blonde hair approaches them and looks at Russia. “Brother! You’re supposed to only love me!” She whines.

Russia shivers slightly, “Nyet, Belarus. I do love you, but not in the way you desire, sestra.”

Belarus frowns at that and stomps her foot, “It’s not fair! You love everybody else in this group more than you love me!” She pouts, upset. “And now you’ve got a new Pokemon, who’ll only take away more of your love…” Her tone of voice turns sad towards the end of the sentence.

(Y/n) decides to be brave and approach the now sobbing woman. She nuzzles her softly, causing the woman to look up in shock. (Y/n) makes a cooing noise and Belarus leans into her, crying into her shoulder.

The rest of the G12 look on in shock at this easy acceptance between the two of them. Eventually, Belarus’s tears subside and she pulls back. “Ya prinimayu tebya.” She whispers, where only Russia and (Y/n) can hear.

Russia grins at the statement and when (Y/n) returns to his side, he leans in and whispers to her. “She said that she accepts you.”

(Y/n) smiles at this and bows her head at the blonde. Belarus bows back, a soft smile on her face. Everyone else watches this exchange with confusion, wondering why Belarus is no longer angry at (Y/n).

(Y/n) heads back over to Reshiram and nuzzles lightly into his side. ‘Yup.’ she thinks, ‘I could get used to this.’ She leans her head on Reshiram’s shoulder and smiles softly, watching the G12 with amusement. Her eyes begin to droop and she smiles as she falls asleep against her lighter half. Right before she falls asleep, she thinks to herself, ‘My life is now perfect.’