I found this story on Raichu's Web Page, and I also found my heart, actually, welling with emotion for your character.

When I looked at the first sentence, I was ready to classify this with the other fanficts that used nothing but good language to flourish their work - but reading on, I found this so refreshing in it's moral and how you described home life to a trainer, that I couldn't help but salute you on my little computer at my end of the world.

There's something brilliant and bold to this new angle, and I am completley befuddled and in love with it.

Love it so far I can't wait till you finish I want you to be my beta I'll send you a message tomorrow.

I liked that. It seems so realistic even though it's Pokemon. Great.

Aww, I've always wondered how the mothers' of the children in Pokemon lived with themselves. I mean, isn't Max like 6?! Anyway, there were a few minor spelling mistakes and your grammar was off in a few places but altogether, well done. It was rather angsty, so I'd suggest changing the 'general' theme to 'angst' because, well, it is.
Anyway, good job =)