Rating: T

Warning: Beware of Drew's mind and the contents in the future chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.

The night sky over the small forest darkened as the dark clouds rumbled in warnings. A mysterious figure sitting in the dark shadows of the trees cocked its head to left. Scratching its head with one of the arm, it settled back into its original position. Bright eyes looked around the forest grounds, searching. The figure-

Hoot.

-was probably an owl. I am sorry.

On another one of the tree branches in some other part of the small forest, another figure sat in the dark, leaning against the tree trunk. Bringing a hand to its head, it brushed the dark locks away from the face. A small smirk graced the features as a hand bought a dark rose closer.

And I am pretty sure it isn't a Pokémon, again.

In another part of the small forest, two sapphire eyes scanned the map held in front of them. Holding it at a distance, the girl turned the map over, trying to find her way. Rather, trying to find where she was.

A voice of frustration escaped her lips along with a gasp of horror. Fingers reached out to catch the precious piece of paper, fluttering in the wind. Eyes wide, she ran after it. She watched horror-stricken as the wind carried it farther away, until it was too far to even be seen without squinting. And let me tell you, she have excellent eyesight.

With a little voice that sounded like a mouse being strangled, she sagged down on her knees, chin touching her chest.

In still other part of the forest, wait a minute.

How big is this 'small forest' exactly?

Anyway, in some other part of the 'small' forest, the boy rubbed his temples in frustration.

"Dit. Dit. Dit." Chanting under its breath, a thing following him. If you look closely, the thing resembled a physique of a female human. The boy massaged his temples as he felt a massive headache coming on.

Why this? Why her? Why me? Were his thoughts going around in boy's brain, in a loop.

Why this? Why her? Why me? Why this? Why m- no, Why her? Why me?

He glanced back at the thing.

Clad in a red dress, light brown hair covered with bandana, and the black, almost soulless eyes, if you look more closely, in the dim light of a moonlit room, with the curtains closed, and a cloth over your eyes while squinting, you could tell that the thing resembled someone the boy knew very well.

Even a blind could see that the boy was annoyed to death by the thing. The annoyed aura around him was unmistakable. He sighed again as he turned his head forward, wishing it would run into a tree or something.

He increased his speed, hoping that he could leave it behind. But it followed him. Only difference, the speed of its 'dit' increased.

The boy turned his green eyes forward, measuring the distance between them and the next large tree, which looked quite painful to bump into, and calculated the right time to walk into it and step aside so the thing would be knocked out.

Now, he wasn't such a cruel person. In fact, whatever the others may be telling you, he was quite a sweet man. Well, most of the time anyway, even though no one would agree.

He turned his head to glance at the thing. A badly formed smile steeled his agenda and he returned to his math.

He marched to the tree, the thing blindly following him. His brain activity stopped when his gaze landed on a figure sitting in the middle of nowhere in the dark forest.

The 'small' forest is little too dark, don't you think?

His feet automatically shifted to his left as he proceeded towards the figure sitting hunched on the ground.

He jumped a little as he heard a thud followed by another. He turned around and almost punched the air when he saw the thing on the damp ground, eyes swirling.

Managing to keep a straight face, he shifted his eyes forward again. He was now close enough to see and recognize who it was.

Ah, finally, the original item.

"Small world, eh, Maple?" The boy said loudly as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

The said girl turned around so fast, he could have sworn it was capable of breaking her neck. Her eyes widened when she saw the source of the voice.

"What are you doing here, Hayden?" She squeaked.

Drew frowned at her voice. He walked forward and crouched down in front of her.

"Forget about me, but what are you doing here? Trying to be bait for wild Ursarings?" he asked as he cupped her cheek and ran his thumb on her rapidly heating cheek. "And, were you crying?"

"Why do you care?" She snapped, swatting his hand away from her face and looking away.

"I don't." He replied with a frown, standing up. He looked down at her, her arms crossed across her chest.

He shook his head and continued in the direction he was going past her.

"Drew!" he stopped when he heard the shriek of the girl. He turned around, giving her a lazy and bored look.

She gritted her teeth before she spoke, "Could you help me?"

"What is it, Maple?" He asked. She took a huge breath.

"If I am right, you are heading to the next contest?" he nodded, so she continued, "I lost my map. And right now, I am lost."

He chuckled, "I didn't expect anything less from you."

She glared at him, "What I am saying is could I walk with you till we reach the city?"

He looked thoughtful; annoying the crap out of the brunette. At last, he looked at her and flashed her a 250-kilowatts smile.

"But I am not going to carry you so you gonna have to get up and follow." He spoke, spinning on his heels, least concerned about the thing still knocked out lying in front tree. The clouds rumbled and he felt a drop on his nose tip. He mentally noted to reach a cave soon.

He stopped when his mind only registered one set of his own footsteps.

"May, you are coming or would you like to stand there while a fly make a house inside your open mouth?" He asked.

The said girl snapped her mouth shut just as a fly stopped in the tracks, disappointed. There goes another house. Now it would have to go back residing in that Pauli's stinking mouth.

Poor fly. Curse you, Drew.

When May did not move, Drew turned around and walked back to the girl. He wrapped his fingers around her elbow and pulled her with himself.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing?" May screamed.

"Riding a unicycle in zero gravity. What do you think?" Drew sneered.

"Dragging me to god knows where!" May screamed back.

"Oh, nowhere. Just inside a cave where I would kill you while it rains!" Drew replied.

May opened her mouth but finally, finally it clicked in her microscopic brain before Drew really kills her.

0.0

May's eyes were tightly shut as she was pulled forward by her wrist. Trying to keep her legs running fast enough to keep up with Drew, her hand shielded her face as the water stung it.

Running through the expected hard downpour, Drew was looking around, searching for a shelter. His mind kept a concentration to spot a shelter while his other part was fully focused to the girl he was pulling along, trying to keep her out of the way of the trees and other things.

Though, for the thing sitting on his shoulder, he would be glad if it could bump into a tree.

A purple blob was perched on Drew's shoulder, shouting, or cheering, as they ran. Right in his ear, may I add?

His eyes caught the sight of a cave, right above few boulders, hidden among bushes.

He glanced back as he ran for the cave. Her eyes were tightly shut as they ran. He sighed.

May felt a sudden change in Drew's direction but she continued to follow. She tripped slightly over a tree root, but she managed to continue to run, the rain numbing her feet.

She gasped as she was suddenly twisted around and she felt her feet leave the ground. She shrieked a little as she was launched into the air, two arms wrapped around her tightly.

She dared not to open her eyes as she felt him run at his full speed, her face buried in his drenched jacket. She felt a little weight on her stomach but she won't open her eyes.

She exhaled the breath she was holding when she felt him slowing down and the rain stopping around them. She opened her eyes finally, just as the weight left her stomach, and looked at Drew.

Drew panted as the water dripped down his face, holding the girl tightly in his arms. He walked over to the side of the cave and slipped down the wall, all the while, cradling the brunette in his arms.

May couldn't help but blush at the close proximity. She felt him panting as he slipped down the wall. His chest raised and fell against her body as she heard his heart thudding loudly in his chest.

After few minute, Drew finally came to his senses and looked down at the blushing girl.

They both flew apart before you could say 'zippy dippy doo'.

And that's very quick.

"So, what about the fire?" May squeaked, trying to start the conversation.

Drew ran his eyes around the dark cave before finally settling it back on the girl.

"You have your Torchick?" Drew asked.

May nodded as she pulled out a baseball sized poke ball.

Drew stood up and began to walk deeper inside the cave before he crouched down. May couldn't see what he was doing but he seemed to be struggling.

May released her starter pokémon.

"Torchick!" the small fire type exclaimed.

May looked back at Drew. He seemed to be pulling something and at last, with a violent pull, he toppled backward and fell on his back. May sweat dropped as she stared at what he was holding.

Drew walked back and released a big, dry bush in front of May.

"This should do." Drew nodded approvingly. "We will find some sticks tomorrow."

May rolled her eyes but nodded.

Minutes later, they were seated around the fire. May noticed for the first time the purple blob that was following them around.

"Is that a Ditto?" May asked, getting on all fours and crawling over to the pokémon.

"I believe it is, May." Drew replied.

May rolled her eyes, "No, I meant, where did you catch it?"

"I didn't. It is wild. It is following me since I left LaRoussa." May raised her eyebrow. Drew shrugged.

"What did you do that it became such a huge fan of you?"

"Nothing much. Just saved it from a huge swarm of Beetles." Drew paused, "And then Roselia befriended it."

At the mention of his name, one of Drew's poke ball glowed and the green poison type pokémon appeared.

"Roselia!" He greeted everyone.

"Ditto!" Ditto cheered and immediately transformed into Roselia.

"Wow, it has a perfect transformation!" May mused.

"It is, indeed, quite strong. One of the reason I let it follow me. But it has the worst memory ever."

"Rose! Rose rose Roselia!" May watched with amusement as Roselia scolded Drew for his rudeness.

"It is true! It does have a defective memory! Have you seen its imitation of May?" Drew shouted back at the pokémon. She cocked her head to a side in confusion.

"Roselia!" He shouted then ordered Ditto.

Ditto nodded as a white light wrapped around it again.

May's mouth fell as she stared at a perfect imitation of herself.

"Rose!" Roselia spoke in an I-told-you-so voice as Drew crossed his arms and huffed.

"Fine!" Drew spat. Roselia grinned and threw him a rose.

May raised her eyebrow when Ditto started laughing, falling back to its original shapeless form.

0.0

"I am bored!" May moaned. Drew opened his eyes and looked at the brunette.

"And I feel dirty!" May moaned again. Drew smirked. May blushed, "Not like that, you pervert!"

Drew chuckled.

"So, now my bored and dirty May. Could I be of any help to keep you entertained?" Drew asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively

May gave him a glare and spoke "I need to have a bath."

"Go outside and stand in the rain, then." Drew waved his hand toward the entrance. Raindrops touched his fingers.

After they had both dried out, they decided it was too hot to sit near the fire. Putting it out, they both settled across from each other near the cave entrance. Ditto managed to transform into a Charmander, however horrible it may be, ("Its memory is even worse than his happy-go-lucky personality!" –Drew Hayden) and get the fire on his tail correct to light up the cave.

"I don't want to bath in that! I want fresh, clean water!" May replied.

"Well, how do you think you will do that?" Drew asked, amused.

"Can't you think of anything?"

"I am sorry but I don't have water connection in my head." Drew said.

May looked thoughtful for a moment, "Oh, I know!"

She jumped to her feet and released her Wartortle.

"Wor!" The pokémon nodded.

Drew shook his head and grinned.

0.0

Drew was uncomfortable, to say the least. Knowing a girl was naked and having a bath a little distance from you could drive any hormonal teenage boy insane.

He fidgeted as he tried to keep the thoughts out of his head and sit in a comfortable position but he just couldn't help it. A certain part of his anatomy was making itself painfully known as it clenched.

He imagined her; naked, standing under the false rain created by her water type pokemon. Drops of water running down her face, down her creamy neck and in between the valley of her breast and down her stomach and-

His ears perked up when he heard the sound of the water disappearing. The pokémon scurried back a few minutes later.

"War." He nodded at the green haired boy, Roselia and Ditto.

"Ditto." Ditto nodded.

"Rose." Roselia gave a polite response.

But Drew was having his own inner battle to stay in his seat and not go and find May. He almost groaned at the thought and decided he needed a cold shower.

"Ditto," The pokémon perked up as he heard Drew speak directly to him in a long time, "You don't think you can change into a water type and give me a cold splash, do you?"

Ditto shook his head sadly. Roselia chuckled.

Drew sighed. He turned to May's pokémon.

"Wartortle, do you-"

Drew stared at the triumph pokémon, water dripping in his eyelashes and from his wet hair. He shivered a little as the water type blew on him for extra effect.

Drew always knew Wartortle hated his guts. But it worked.

0.0

"Drew, how the heck did you get yourself that wet?"

Wartortle glanced at the duo, but continued to pretend to sleep. Ditto and Roselia were trying to choke down laughter after a glare from the boy.

May stood over Drew, a towel in hand, as she continued to dry his hair.

Drew sighed, choosing not to answer.

Saying that he was wet because she was bathing just a small distance away and imagining her naked turned him on, Drew was not that big of an idiot.

He was an idiot,yes, but just not that big.

Oh, that reminds, he just might need another splash if she stood there for two more minutes. He cursed under his breath about the cold water being useless now, since her chest was pressing to his back as she kneeled behind him.

Drew allowed himself to look at her for once.

Wet hair clinging to her forehead, of course, she had to wear a camisole and shorts. How cliché.

He quickly turned his eyes back forward.

"What's up with your clothes?" Drew finally asked.

May stopped her work and looked down to see what he was talking about. Her cheeks took on a slight pink color.

"My clothes were dirty and this was the last clean, and dry, pair I had. Even this was a little wet, but still, the driest." As she spoke, she took his hand and placed it on a slightly wet patch of her camisole on her stomach.

Drew tried to stop a nosebleed, his hands itching to explore just a little more. He glanced at the clothes she had kept near Ditto's, now Charmander's, tail for drying.

"Oh." He continued to stare at the grinning Ditto. What was up with the blob anyway? It seems like it was just grinning to annoy him.

He picked up a pebble near his foot and threw it at the purple blob's grinning face. Roselia glared at him as the pokémon fell backward.

"Drew!" May smacked him on his head. Drew chuckled.

Ditto sat up and glared at the boy. Drew grinned back. Ditto raised his eyebrow. That is, if he have one.

"Roselia." The green pokémon said something to Drew and his eyes widened.

"Ditto?" The purple blob smirked at the green-haired boy.

"What is it Drew?" May asked, leaning over him. She had missed the complete exchange.

"That-nothing!" Drew snapped his head to look at May leaning over him, giving him quite a good view.

May, following his eyes, narrowed her eyes at him and smacked his head, straightening up.

"Pervert."

0.0

May was bored. Totally, utterly, desperately, bored. And, that is very bored.

After Drew had wrestled with Ditto and his starter pokémon, Ditto was sulking in a corner, Roselia comforting him while he threw her master a few dirty looks every now and then and Drew was sitting across her, staring into the space. May was a little confused but just let it go. Can't use her brain too much. It was, after all, near extinction.

"Say, Drew, isn't Roselia your starter pokémon?" May asked, just for the hell of it.

Drew nodded, shifting his focus to her from the wall.

She sat up on her knees, shifted her weight on her hands and crawled forward so that she was now between his legs.

And, once more, Drew's mind made a jump for the gutter.

"You must be having her for a long time now, right?"

"Him." Drew corrected with a nod, trying to avoid looking at her.

"She's a he?" May asked, amazed.

"No, she's not a he, he is a he." Drew said, making May giggle.

"I always thought it was a she. I mean, with the way it acts and all."

"He acts just fine, thank you very much." Drew replied edgily.

"Anyway, I wanted to ask, how long did you have him?"

Drew made a little mental calculation before he replied, "5 years."

"Cool. I had Torchick for 4 years."

"Duh! You are a year younger, kiddo." Drew replied, flicking her nose. May glared at him before she continued.

"Was he a Roselia when you started?"

"No, I started with Budew." Drew replied.

"They are so cute!" May grinned.

"Roselia was cute too." Drew said, glancing at his starter. Roselia glared at him. May giggled.

"She is still cute." May stated.

"Rose!" Roselia shouted.

"What?" May turned to Drew.

"He. Not she, he."

"Roselia rose!" Roselia shouted again.

"And he is not cute. He is handsome." Then, to the pokémon, "And, in your dreams. Even a Snorlax is more handsome than you."

"Roselia! Rose rose rose! Roselia rose!" May rolled her eyes as banter broke out between the master and the pokémon, again.

Roselia's POV

Rose! Roselia rose rose. Rose –maybe a Pokémon's point of view is not a good idea.

Drew's POV
I opened my eyes a crack to glance at May leaning on the wall opposite me. She had a distant look on her face and you could tell that she was bored. And tired, of course.

"May, don't you want to sleep?" I asked to no avail. She remained in her trance. I huffed and stood up as I yawned.

She was leaning against her backpack, and mine using them as a pillow. I walked forward, taking off my jacket.

"May." I called her again but it looked like she had fallen asleep with her eyes open. I leaned down, grasped a strap of my bag, and pulled it from under her.

"Ow! What did you do that for?" She exclaimed as she fell off to a side from the gesture.

"I called you 2 times. Stop spacing out!" I snapped, continuing to pull out my sleeping bag and stuffing my jacket inside the backpack.

"What are you doing?" She asked curiously.

"Well, May, I truly don't know about your species but we, normal human beings, require a thing called sleep to regain our energy." I told her, laying out my sleeping bag.

She rolled her eyes, started to pull out her sleeping bag as well, and laid it quite close to mine, almost touching it.

Well, who am I to complain. The cave was not very huge.

I decided that it was too hot to get inside the bag so I decided to sleep on top of it.

I watched as I lay there on my sleeping bag as May proceed to pull out the rubber band from her hair and tied it around her wrist. She also crawled over the sleeping bag and lay down.

The only problem now which is gonna be would be to figure out a way to sleep while she lay next to be, her bare arm touching my shoulder.

To be continued