Ah, thank you for taking ever so slight interest in my story! I previously haven't had much success with Pokemon fanfics, so if you were to be ever so kind, you would make a stupid little girl extremely happy with just a review :) other than that, enjoy!

Oh btw, I'm using jap names, because I absolutely abhor the eng names. So bear with me if you don't like them okay? :)

"Battle me!" Mijumaru puffed up his chest, clanking his shell with his hand a couple of times, challenging the sunbaking Tsutarja. She lay on a large flat rock, sunlight filtering in through the dense leaves of the trees in the forest.

A lazy eye opened to inspect the over confident Pokémon. "No."

"Why? Why do you never battle me! Geez, I train and train just to battle you, just once! Battle me!"

"You train and train just to battle me?" She turned her head to face him, clearly skeptical by his claim. "That's sounds a bit…"

"Ok, Ok, that's not the point. Just tell me why!"

Tsutarja sat up from her rock, a sly smile forming at the edge of her mouth.

"Why?" she extended a vine to tickle the chin of Mijumaru. "Because you'll lose. That's why." Managing to stun him for a few seconds, her other vine appeared, latching onto an overhanging branch as she made her escape, casually swinging from one tree to another, her giggles echoing through the forest.

"Bye-bye!" She laughed over her shoulder, snapping Mijumaru out of his daze.

He growled, angrily kicking the rock she had been lying on.

"Wahaha, what's this? A Mijumaru! Oy! Battle me!" A teenage boy adjusted his sunglasses as he reached for a ball. "I could test my new Pokemon as well!"

Mijumaru looked up from the berry it was munching, immediately perking up at the word 'battle'. He discarded the berry, wiping his mouth with his stub of an arm/hand and shouted his name in acceptance. Placing his hand on the shell on his front, he awaited with unnecessary excitement to what Pokemon he would battle.

"Cool, let's try you out!" The trainer grinned, throwing a Great Ball into the air. A small looking grass type from the white stream of light formed, announcing its name before the battle.

"Tsutarrr –

Mijumaru's lower jaw plummeted to the ground when he saw the Pokemon."T-t-t-tsutar-j-ja?"

"Oh, it's you." She said emotionlessly.

"Y-y-you got captured?" he stuttered, still unable to return his jaw to its usual position.

"Mm. The forest was kind of dull anyway. You should be happy. I guess I'll accept your challenge of a battle."

"R-really?" His eyes sparkled as he ran towards Tsutarja, arms wide open for a bear hug.

"Well, I have to don't I? It's not like I want to…" She curled her vines around Mijumaru's waist as he advanced too close for her liking, taking him further back before setting him down.

"Huh? Tsutarja, you know this Pokemon?" She looked up at her trainer with a bored look, shaking her head before fixing her gaze back at Mijumaru.

Mijumaru gaped in utter surprise. "Mijuuuu, mijumaru, mijumaruuuuuuuu!" He wailed as he flapped his arms wildly, shaking his head, doing something or rather to tell him that she was wrong. Tears unexpectedly sprang from his eyes as he charged at Tsutarja, slapping her face relentlessly. She jumped back, narrowing her eyes slightly as she distanced herself from the currently unstable Pokemon.

"You call that a slap? That's not a slap…" She laughed dryly. Her vine, living up to its attack name, was lashed out at blinding speeds to whip him on the cheek. Not even a chance to look at her dumbfounded-ly (because apparently, dumbfoundedly isn't a word), he was sent spinning at such high speeds that he became a living top. "…that's a slap." She finished.

"Mii… Mii…" Thud. Mijumaru is unable to battle! Tsutarja wins!

"Huh? Fainted already?" the trainer mused.

"Miju Mijumaru!" He shouted, springing back up and launching into a surprise attack. He charged at Tsutarja, ripping the shell from his chest as it glowed blue, leaving a trail of energy as he struck her with it. She rolled and tumbled, but quickly getting up to inspect the small cut on her cheek.

"Hmm, ruining a girl's face. That's not very nice is it now?" She smirked as her trainer ordered her to use Vine Whip. The vines appeared once again as they snaked towards the Water type, repeatedly striking him in the face, sending him skidding back until he backed into a tree.

"Tie him with your vines and prepare Solar Beam!"

The vines curled around Mijumaru and the trunk of tree, securing him with no means of escape. He feebly struggled against the tight grip, straining as Tsutarja started collecting sunlight to form it into a ball of energy in front of her mouth, growing larger by the second. Mijumaru became still as he suddenly grinned at Tsutarja, a blue ball forming in front of his own mouth as he quickly released the attack, sending jagged lines streaming towards Tsutarja. She cried out in pain as it hit her on the full, freeing Mijumaru from his suffocating bind.

"Tch. Ice beam huh? Alright, then why don't we use a fancy move? Tsutarja, Attract!"

She stood up, taking two steps back as she seemingly twirled in the air, sending out pink love hearts to surround Mijumaru. He looked at them wonderingly as they were absorbed into his body. Yet nothing happened. He looked up at Tsutarja with a questioning look.

"Huh, it... didn't work? God dammit, why didn't Attract work! That Mijumaru is a guy, right? Right?"

Mijumaru beamed before planning out his next attack. He began to run around and around Tsutarja, gaining speed as he became a blue blur circulating around Tsutarja.

"Tsu – tar – ja?" She slurred as she became increasingly dizzy while trying to follow Mijumaru's path. Mijumaru shot a Water Gun at her while still running, continuously dowsing her in a painful stream of water. He had gotten an advantage over her, slowly but surely chipping away at her health with his attack. She was now helplessly dizzy as her trainer racked his brain for something she could do to get out of it.

"Ah! Um! Tsutarja! H-Hang in there!" He called out, sighing at his lame comment to keep Tsutarja from fainting.

"No, ah wait! Tsutarja, try to jump out of there or use, ah um, use Vine Whip to propel yourself off the ground!"

The vines once again appeared as she whipped them onto the ground, pushing her body into the air, successfully freeing herself from a possible defeat.

"Charge up Solar Beam!" She snapped out of her confused daze, and was still in midair as she collected sunlight quicker than before. In an instant, the beam was ready and rocketed down to Mijumaru who had stopped due to his own dizziness. It hit him straight on, causing an explosion as she landed gracefully back down.

"Awesome! Gooo Pokeball!" the normal red and white Pokeball flew from the Trainer's hand as it lightly hit Mijumaru on the head, turning him into a stream of red. One, two, three. Caught.

After acquainting with their Trainer's other Pokemon, they settled around a campfire in the warm summer night, enjoying a meal of brown ordinary Pokemon pellets. Small talk began to arise with the others, as Mijumaru and Tsutarja began their own little conversation.

'Mmm I'm curious." Tsutarja started while munching on Pokemon food.

"Hm?" Mijumaru looked at her questioningly.

"Why didn't Attract work on you?"

"Ah? Haha.. haha.. I think that's because…" Mijumaru trailed off as he looked back down at his half eaten pellet of food.

"That's because…?"

"Ah.. um.. that's because…" his voice dropped lower as he avoided eye contact. "That's because I'm already in love with you." Tsutarja coincidently started choking dangerously.

"Ah, are you alright? Well, that's why I always wanted to battle you. I wanted to show you how strong I became, but you kept rejecting me…"

"Jahh, that was obvious enough."

"Ehhh, you knew?"

"Everyone knew." She smiled satisfactorily at him. She drew out her vine again to lightly caress the underside of his chin. "And everyone knows your chin is your weak point" She giggled delightfully at the faint blush painted across his cheeks.

"Oh, by the way," Tsutarja continued, "even if we ever get to battle again, you'll lose. And I have concrete evidence to prove that. Wanna hear?"

He huffed, stuffing a pellet into his mouth as he chewed roughly at it. "Why's that?" He pretended he couldn't care less, raising his head in the air as he turned away slightly away from her.

"Because dear Mijumaru, you were caught with a normal red and white Pokeball. I, however, was caught with a Great Ball."

His mouth opened to protest, his hand even pointing up in a persuasive manner. He frowned, directing his accusing hand at her before dropping it.

"Hmph." Was all he managed.

Voila. Did you like it? Kinda cheesy wasn't it? hahahah ..anyway please review!