A/N: Here's chapter 3. There's not much detail in this chapter either. Oh yeah I'll decide to torment Kojirou and Musashi in this chapter and make fun of them. If you love Jessie and James read this chapter with a positive note cause I don't hate the rockets either. I just need some humor in this story for now.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Pokemon.

One week later of the torment of waking up at 5 o'clock just have breakfast to eat both Kojirou and Musashi were brushed. Besides the fact that their psychic lessons were just plain horrible and Natsume was anything then helpful to these ex-rockets. Natsume must have remembered how Team Rocket had tormented her past self and was anything then helpful. She pushed them other their limits with trying to get then to use one simple technique, which even that they couldn't manage.

As for Shiba's lessons in martial arts, their fighting skills were improving but still a four-year-old could beat them which was saying a lot considering their past histories. Every night the two would return to their room nearly dead. The breakfast didn't help much considering it was a pile of mush. The cooks didn't have the patience to cook a splendid meal and the supplies were running low. Only two months out of the whole twelve months could they grow food. It was only in the months of July and August when the sun was the brightest could sunlight reach the ground. Being finally Sunday Kojirou and Musashi finally got a break more their studies. With the torments of mush oatmeal and egg breakfast the two decided to spend the day touring the base. Kasumi and Haruka both had agreed to take them on a tour of the base with their free day.

They were accepted to meet them at their chambers. With a packed lunch between the two they knocked on the grand chambers immediately to be welcomed by a fully dressed young ladies. Unlike the first time the two had meet the two generals they were this time dressed in casual gowns. Instead of their usual martial style clothes the two instead looked their age of young woman just entering their twenties. Kasumi was wearing a light blue shirt that cut off right upon her stomach. Short blue jeans wrapped tightly around her thighs. A pair of sneakers adored her feet as in both hands a pair of greenish blue finger less gloves on each hand. Her was tied back in a long strand of a high ponytail that hung past her waist. While Haruka being four years younger than Misty was dressed in highly different attire even though she was a married woman. Haruka was wearing a camouflaged shirt that possessed every color of green. The shirt cuts off just below her elbow with long strands of beads hanging from a leather strap. Around her neck was a thin piece of gold. Her hair was running just above her shoulders and parted into two with a slight curl near the middle. Haruka had kept her childhood hairstyle while Misty hand decided to let her hair grow pass her shoulders. Haruka was also wearing blue shorts with a pair sneakers upon her feet. Upon her hands was a pair of black gloves. Upon her left index finger was a slight bungle revealing a wedding band upon her fingers.

Both Jessie and James stood gapping at the two young women before them. Either knew that in times of war the two young generals had possessed in their closets causal wear. Both had excepted that they had only martial clothes like the ones that their adore on the conference day to fit their status.

"What wrong?" asked Haruka. She looked at the zombie out duo weirdly while Kasumi turned her best to stiffen back a short laughter.

"Your clothes," mumbled Musashi. Her mouth was gapping to find that her childhood enemies actually had some fashion sense.

"Oh these," said Haruka laughing. "It's nothing. We have a brunch of these types of clothes in our closets."

"Haruka," snapped Kasumi. Her voice was more tensing then angry, but she loved to tense Haruka.

"What?" asked Haruka innocently.

"I'm sure Jessie meant was where we got such clothes in times of war," said Kasumi.

"Oh yeah." Haruka nodded before giggling. "Well you guys ready?"

A short response of yes was received though the small group before the two girls let their accomplishments down a wide tunnel. The walk seemed like forever to Musashi and Kojirou while to Kasumi and Haruka the two young girls were having a blast. They laughed at their weekly faults and planned on what to do the rest of the day. To Musashi and Kojirou their hosts seemed like completely different people outside of war. They never mentioned once about the wars, or their personal problems but more on their surroundings. They giggled about pointless things and were almost believed to have returned to their original state of naiveté.

Musashi groaned as they passed through another tunnel. As the walk grew on, Musashi suddenly realized that the tunnel had gotten wider and taller. "Are we there yet?" moaned Musashi. She groaned as she took out a handkerchief and wrapped off a bead of sweat.

"Yeah, we're almost at civilization. See the white light at the end?" asked Kasumi. She pointed to the blaze of light before her and both Musashi and Kojirou nodded. "Good then we have a good hour walk in front of us if we walk faster."

"What!" Musashi yelped at having to walk another hour. The last two hours were just plain torment.

"Just kidding," said Kasumi. She laughed before walking on. Musashi sighed as she and Kojirou caught up with Kasumi and Haruka. The light neared and the moment they walked through it both Musashi and Kojirou grasped at what they saw. There in front of their eyes was an underground city. Roads and buildings all lit by light were before them.

"Welcome to Celadon City in the underground," said Kasumi grinning.

"Celadon City?" asked Musashi. She thought she had gone deaf to hear the word Celadon and city together.

"Yes, Celadon City. We have recreated all the cities and towns as they once were on Indigo Island only they are all underground. We have recreated every physical landmark exactly were they were in the outside world. Our headquarters are actually off the banks of the Indigo Plateau."

"And every house," added Haruka.

Musashi and Kojirou could only look wide-eyed at their surroundings. There were the buildings that in their youth they had stole from, lived in, and cherished. They were all here. Even the old Celadon City gym leader owned by Erika. They passed by all the perfume shops, the grand shopping center where Kasumi and Haruka admitted was where they bought most of their clothes. Musashi immediately brightened up in delight in the prospect of earning new clothes. She immediately grabbed Kojirou and Kasumi and pulled them into the automatic door that lead Musashi into a world she near dreamed of seeing around. Haruka giggled at the actions of Musashi as she ran from this booth to the other. She stared at the booths and glass casing that contained the diamonds, gold, rubies, and other mineral substance of jewelry.

Musashi sighed as she leaned against the cases and stared the jewelry in front of her. Kasumi and Haruka sighed as they both slipped into a bench and leaned against the wall. They both won't interested in the merchandise on the first floor. Both girls fancied the expense perfume sold by Erika, the designing glamour, and the jewelry on the top floor. They figured their purses in their hands and sighed. This was the rookie floor. All the heads shopped on the top floor.

"Waa!" cried a sound of a young man's voice. The squeak reached Kasumi and Haruka's ears and both girls tried to face the corrupt of the scream. Their faces immediately redden to find the scream belonging to Kojirou. The girls whispered a faint sorry and excuse me before reaching the near fainted Kojirou in Musashi's arms.

"What is it," whispered Kasumi while she bit down on her teeth.

"The… the prices," mumbled Kojirou.

"What about them?" asked Haruka. She struggled to keep back a laughter as Kojirou gulped down his thoughts.

"I'll never seen a bracelet with a price that high."

"You look at bracelet's prices?" asked Kasumi surprised. She too was holding back the urge to laugh.

"Uh yeah," said Kojirou blushing red. He knew it didn't sound right but still it was true. In his teens after he had ran away from home because of Jessiebell. James had to earn money somehow, so he had gotten a job working in a fancy department store. He was excepted to memorize the different prices of jewelry and persuaded young women to pay the products.

The persuading part came easy for James since when he was young, he attracted many girls with his unusually charm. But it was memorizing part that got to James. The only way that he could memorize the numbers was by greater and less than his favorite things.

Kasumi looked surprised before wiping the smirk from her face. "So what's the problem?"

"How do you pay for it?" said Kojirou.

"With cash," said Kasumi. She shook her head at the simplexes of the answer, but secretly she knew what Kojirou was talking about. Kasumi normally would have explained in more detail about the cash flow system, but today she felt in an embarrassing mood.

"Cash?" asked Kojirou.

"Yes, cash. You know the color paper with a little number at the top?" asked Kasumi.

"Yeah, I know that but where do I get it from?" asked Kojirou.

"Oh yeah. You and Musashi haven't opened your active money accounts yet." Kasumi smirked before winking at Haruka who reply with a simple nod.

"Yep, an account. For that we go to the Celadon Bank down the street come on," said Haruka. The two walked at the door with Musashi and Kojirou following. Just as the two walked out the door loud annoying beep was heard coming from the door. A small trapdoor opened from both sides of the door revealing two rubber hands that comes out on each side grabbing Musashi and Kojirou. Kasumi and Haruka giggled for the two knew exactly what had happened. When they turned around, they saw the two were tied up in a knot with the hands intertwine.

"Let us go," mumbled Kojirou as he felt the hands getting closer and closer to choking him. A loud buzz was heard as the sirens went off as a loud voice came from the speakers.

"Burglars caught! Burglars caught!" The verse was repeated a dozen times after each time more people gathered around them.

"Hold on. I'll disconnect the hands," said Kasumi smirking.

"Me too," added Haruka. Kasumi took the left side, and Haruka took the right side. Both girls pulled out a long chain of keys and flipped through each one.

"Hurry it up won't you!" snapped Musashi.

"Cranky! Cranky!" said Kasumi shaking her head. She grinned as she and Haruka finally found the right key. The two in unison turned the key and to Kojirou and Musashi relief the hand freed them dropping them hard on the cement. A loud "oh" was heard around the department store as Kojirou and Musashi pushed themselves up.

"We'll met you the bank," said Kasumi quickly before she could burst into laughter. A nod was sent her way as Kasumi quickly pushed the rubber hand back into its compartment. Haruka did the same, and then the two girls ran to catch up with the crowd that was mobbing around Kojirou and Musashi. Upon reaching the bank the door swung open revealing a messed up busy Wataru, Sakaki, and Takeshi. Musashi and Kojirou immediately bowed down upon the three generals. Both knew that once their training was over one of these three generals would one day be their commander-in-chief. Both wanted to be the group of Sakaki, and the only way to have him pick them was to be good. Both knew that their reputation of being bad rocket members wouldn't help them, but their pride over Kosaburou and Yamato depended on being a member under Sakaki.

"You think its funny to insult your generals?" asked Sakaki. He immediately looked down then away.

"What?" asked the two confused.

"Pretending to be dumb isn't the key," snapped Sakaki.

"What? We aren't playing dumb," said Kojirou trying to defend himself. A muffled laughter was heard in the crowd as the words once again could be heard.

 "Then this is how you always look?" asked Sakaki.

"Yes," said Musashi.

"Then I suggest you pick a different team to join. Team Thunderbolt doesn't accept such foolishness in their soldiers especially in the rookies. I suggest either you shape up or pick a different team." With that Sakaki left with a near laughing Wataru. Once they turned the corner a faint sound of laughter could be heard before progressing throughout the whole crowd.

"Bare bottoms!"

"Baby but!"

Sounds and comments of embarrassment flashed through the crowd before it parted leaving way for Kosaburou and Yamato.

"Baby!" smirked the two.

"I didn't know you would go that far to gain attention Jessie or should I say Musashi?" asked Yamato.

"I guess you really are a baby and a big wuss Kojirou. What a laugh wanting to be in Sakaki's team? He'll never pick you guys now," said Kosaburou. He smirked before leaving.

 "Team Thunderbolt has high standards you know. And one of them is awareness!" shouted Yamato.

"What?"

"Look down." The words were send throughout the crowd before Kojirou and Musashi looked down. Both held a burning look upon their faces. Both especially Musashi was nearly in tears. How much the situation was the same from her childhood? Laughter rose throughout the whole crowd as both Kojirou and Musashi tried with all their might to disappear within the crowd. Their faces burned as sweat pour through their bodies. A small gap was seen throughout the crowd as the two took off running down Celadon's street. A shout was heard from the crowd as two strips of clothing was tossed to them. Both Kojirou and Musashi caught it just as the two fell face flat into the city's ditch. Mud covered their bodies as the two tried to get up. Each time without luck as they fell face down into the mud. The crowd gathered once again as laughter rose again.

"Want some help? Nah! You bitches!" Mean words sprang out of control, as finally Musashi couldn't control it anymore.

"Stop laughing at me!"

Immediately Kasumi stopped in tracks. She stopped laughing and looked down. Those four simple words seemed so familiar to her. They were words that someone else once said to her, someone who she nearly lost. She remembered.

Those words hurted her. They hurt her more than anything in her life did. How could she have forgotten? Could it really have been that long? That long since she saw him last.

The next thing she heard were sirens. The crowd immediately parted leaving Kasumi, Haruka, and Takeshi standing in the middle of the street. There in the hole was Kojirou trying his best to comfort Musashi. A strong hand pulled the two out and wrapped them into a blanket before ridding off. The last thing that Kasumi saw that pitiful face of disappointment coming from Kojirou and Musashi. They had changed they really had. The Team Rocket that Kasumi once knew was gone. Gone like last night's wind. How could she have judged them soo unfairly? This time getting Team Rocket back didn't feel like the times in her childhood. The times when Team Rocket "blasted off". It was different now. This time it was her on the offensive not Team Rocket. She had done wrong, she and Haruka. With her wrongdoing she probably had lost Team Rocket's friendship forever. How could she judge so poorly on two Team Rocket members when she had excepted the whole team and their leader?

A strong hand was felt on her side before Kasumi looked up. Takeshi was there standing next to her with Haruka in his arms.

"It's be okay really. They'll forgive you."

 "But I judged so poorly. I didn't get see that they had changed."

"Was it see or was it accept?" asked Takeshi comfortingly.

"Accept," mumbled Kasumi.

"We all make mistakes Kasumi. There is nothing we can do about that. We must live. Live like what Team Thunderbolt stands for and whom it honors. It's a promise remember?"

"Yeah," said Kasumi.

"Good. Then tomorrow all you and Haruka got to do is say you're sorry."

"Some things never change do they?" asked Kasumi. She wrapped the tears from her eyes before smiling.

"Huh?" asked Takeshi confused.

"Oh nothing." With that Kasumi grinned. For she was finally at peace for what she had done.

A/N: You can probably guess what Misty and Haruka did to Jessie and James can't you? It wraps up this part of the story before the plot line actually starts to unfold. Oh and can you guess who said that quote that Misty remembered? It's not really hard. I hope by now.