This is a re-upload from my old Tumblr, to keep you all busy whilst I type up another fanfiction of mine. It's MousseAuChocolatShipping (Iris/Watchog Guy), set just after the Don Battle Tournament. All the names are the English names.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

Chapter 1: Happy-Go-Lucky.

Peeking in between the narrow branches that touched the cloudless sky, the sun flashed in, taunting the young girl who was currently on the road to being a Dragon Master. Despite this blinding sight, Iris wiped the sweat off of her forehead and managed to climb to a secure branch, so she could glimpse over the forest and check if her companions were anywhere to be seen. Though, at least her Pokemon were still on hand. If stuck, she could call out Emolga to search the skies for them. Though, the fear that Emolga's obedience during the tournament was only a matter of potluck resided within the pit of her stomach.

They had only just left the petite Nimbasa Town with Iris coming out as a victor of a local tournament they had entered, along with a boy they had befriended named Luke, and several other familiar faces they didn't expect to see. Iris was in high spirits, and allowed any hungry journalists trying to make a scoop for the local papers to probe her with a few questions as they left. Finally, before they exited, they each gave their farewells to their friends and rivals. Iris had recently gained herself one, a feisty lady who was probably the only Dragon Buster in existence, Georgia, who obviously, was not there to praise her on her win in the Tournament, rather to grill her on the fact she won her final match with Excadrill, as opposed to using a Dragon-type. Iris sighed to herself; perhaps she needed that sort of tough-as-nails person in her life to make her more competitive. Iris could tell Ash and Cilan were growing weary of all the people halting them to praise her (she had underestimated some people's talkativeness), and so when she headed off to deliver her winnings to those cheering for her back home, she told them to go on. They both protested, but Iris confidently assured them that she knew the route well enough, and that she could always catch up to them. She only took two minutes, however when she pushed open the door, both her friends had disappeared. It was indeed peculiar, as she spent very little time at the post office for them to dash off. Ash may be impatient, however his legs aren't exactly poles, and Cilan took everything at a leisurely pace if he had the option. She contemplated heading back to Nimbasa Town, but now, she had lost sight of even that. She was never one to be as mundane as to ask for directions, anyways.

Deciding the route of the forest seemed to lead somehow to Nimbasa City, where Ash would attempt to nab his fourth badge, Iris found herself up on this deciduous tree, her eyes scavenging out for people who clearly were not visible from this height. It was time to call out Emolga. Iris flung a Pokeball, commanding, "Emolga, go! I need you to please soar around this forest so I can find Ash and Cilan!" However, Iris' luck had run dry. Emolga, whose nap time had been snatched mercilessly, was not pleased, and even less so when she was expected to land on a skimpy branch. She issued her complaints about this by using Volt Switch against Iris. Emolga hopped back into the Pokeball, and seeing the flash of streaking ochre light, Iris dodged, temporarily forgetting that she was in a tree. Her leg stuck out to a support it did not find, and so it forced the rest of her body to plummet with it to the dirt floor. Excadrill appeared out of its Pokeball as an effect from Volt Switch, and yelped as he noticed he too, was falling. Though quite an amount of dirt splattered onto her face, Iris found her landing was surprisingly comfortable and didn't allow her to sink into the mud, which she took as a plus. She pointed her Pokeball at Excadrill, whose chin was planted in the mud. "Sorry, Excadrill!" She cried, "Here, have a good rest. Return!" A stream of crimson light soaked up the exasperated Pokemon. She brushed the dirt off her face, but before she could do much else, a low moan sounded below her. "Ow… angels may fall from the heavens, but they really give you the impact, heh". Wait… below? With a jolt, she stood up, erect. Surely enough, underneath her was someone that well disguised due to his jacket being the perfect shade of brown for camouflage. Iris blinked. That's no jacket

The figure stood up too, and brushed down their suit, before facing her. It transpired to be a tall boy, possibly a year younger than Cilan, with strands of brunette hair acting as a fringe, and olive green eyes. However, none of that mattered in comparison to the eyesore of a Watchog fursuit that they were wearing. Iris gasped, realising that she knew him, but then again, who could forget that outrageous costume. Especially that it was fresh in her memory from just this morning when she left the stadium! She couldn't believe her luck… did it all drain out for the sake of winning the tournament, was that it?

The boy's name was Jimmy Ray, and this was the first time he actually spoke to her. Other times he just winked at her creepily. She knew that he would come over to initiate some conversation at the tournament, so she perpetually created diversions. He was her first opponent, but she swept the floor with him and his signature Watchog. His voice was husky, and to her displeasure, she was fond of that. She drew out a long sigh. "Before you even say it, I'm not lost." She blurted out moronically. Idiot! She thought angrily. Thanks for basically telling him!

He chuckled, and put his hands behind his head. "Since falling out trees seems totally confident and in control of where you're going. I see." He chortled. "We've never actually had a proper introduction-"

"Yeah, you seemed to think winking at me like a pervert would suffice." Iris just couldn't help but comment on that. He rolled his eyes and let out another chuckle. "What, you're cute, sue me!" He shot her a sly grin and she bit back a smile. "Anyways, I'm Jimmy Ray, and you're the girl that defeated me. Was using attract to lead to my amazing Watchog's downfall a warning signal?"

Iris flicked her mass of violet hair and smirked, something that rightly ticked off her rival, Georgia. "Why would I even bother to that extent to reject you?" She smiled at him, and he raised his thick eyebrows. "My name is Iris, though, and I'm going to be a Dragon Master!" She didn't know why she gave him that detail, but everyone knew that about her, so it wouldn't hurt. He nodded, digesting that. Then another smile stretched on his lips. "Curious… a Dragon Master, eh? You used one Dragon-type, an Axew, though... very interesting…!" Iris' eyes widened and she grinded her teeth against another, in fear. However, she recovered quickly. "Ew, you sound like my rival, Georgia." She commented, then continued in some arrogant vein, "Please! We could only have three, I wasn't going to unleash my nastiest Dragons at the tournament!" She didn't know exactly why she was boasting to him about this, especially with a very risky lie to boot. He put his hands behind his back and stretched, somehow unconvinced. Iris gasped lightly, and hoped he didn't hear it. "Really? Why don't you battle my supreme Watchog with it?" Even with her surreptitious cover, Iris giggled at that, even if she was being a little bit mean. "Your Watchog… are you referring to the one I easily landed a KO on?"

Jimmy Ray raised his hands. "That's right, Iris." He told her, defeated, but then he instantly perked up again, "If you're feeling so arrogant about that victory, then there's no reason why not to battle me; it'd be a piece of cake!" Iris felt her stomach twist uncomfortably, and she fiddled with a loose strand of her violet hair. Damn it, this guy's moves were too smooth. However, she wasn't about to throw in the towel just yet. "Look," She sniffed, "I've got to get out of this forest first." Before he could retort, she strutted onwards, smiling calmly in her victory as she stepped on fallen twigs. She had underestimated the boy, though. "A forest you've no clue how to navigate out of?" At his retort, she turned on the heels of her feet furiously, only to face him with his hands behind his head, staring up at the tops of the trees, whistling. How she could kill him! "That may be… true," Iris spat out the last word as if it were boiling hot soup, "But, I'd be doomed if I stayed here with you."

"Wrong, actually- it's your lucky day!" Iris disagreed thoroughly with this statement; she was stuck in a forest, away from her friends, and her only company was a boy in a fursuit that was unbelievably creepy with his infatuation with her. There was no fortune in any of that. "You see, I, the friend of the Watchogs, know these woods like the back of my hand!" Iris crossed her arms, unsure to take up on this proud boy's offer. Which made her wonder… why were they the only two people in the entire forest? That's a bit convenient…

"Hey, were you stalking me?!" Iris put her hands on her hips, to complete the accusatory pose. Jimmy Ray smirked in response. "Or, were you stalking me? I know, eyes on the prize!" With that, he smacked his backside, winking. Iris, in that moment, had a sudden urge to hit her head off a nearby tree and curse the gods for landing her in this mess. "Alas, no. Had I known my princess would be around, I would've come running, but this is my route back home; that's why I know it so well." He stated, and then added, "Besides, all my comrades live in this very forest."

"So, you live in Nimbasa City?" Iris asked, her voice a decibel higher than she would have liked it to have been. Jimmy Ray looked at her, askance. "What makes you think this forest leads to Nimbasa City?" After seeing her terrified expression, he laughed. "Kidding, it does. Aah, so that's where you're going!" Iris felt like hitting herself for telling someone as eccentric as him, but then again, he could help her and no one else was available. "Yes, I live in the suburbs." He didn't seem like the type to, though. He was more the sort to be all snug inside an isolated cabin, with several Watchog around him, somehow domestically trained. "So, how about I act as your chivalrous guide, eh? Eh?" He shrugged jovially at her. However, Iris' mind had been made up since the start.

"No, no way." The statement was clear and carried a definite coldness to it. Iris walked away, daring herself to not glance around. She could feel his curious stare on her, but decided to ignore it. His words were not quite what she had expected.

"You do remember, Iris… even if you want to be so adamant, we're still going the same way, right?"

Oh.

Okay, well, I have Chpater 2, but it's incomplete, so I'll have to finish it off and proof read it. It's so much fun when you're writing a CoTD that has zero lines in canon… I can do what I desire with his character, score!

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