A/N: Assume that Nate is around age 16, and Yancy/Nancy is about 16, 17 (whichever you think is more appropriate)
Now, I do not own Pokemon (although I would love to be part of the machinery that Pokemon is). This is my first fanfic, and I hope that you all enjoy this piece I created. Cheers!
Chapter 1: On the Ferris Wheel
"… Nate?" Yancy said. "Hello?" Her question was met with a light snore coming from her right. She'd been so occupied with her fellow passenger, Nate, to the point that she had to stare out the floor to ceiling windows of the Ferris Wheel car to cease her incessant mind. Of course, Nate, with his sense of emotions much greater than the famous Ash Ketchum of the Kanto region (him and his daftness), knew that she was thinking of him. He actually felt a bit attached to her now, as she was one of his most… consistent companions throughout his journey as a Pokemon Trainer, and now, a Pokemon Champion (he still does not know how Iris keeps on sneaking back inside).
"Nate… Wake up. The ride's… almost over." Yancy murmured in a soft tone as she tried to shake Nate awake.
"Whuzzit… Oh. Yancy. Uhrm…. Sorry that I fell asleep. I know how important this Ferris Wheel is to you." Nate bashfully whispered.
"Wait, what do you mean, 'important to you'?
"Well, assuming that you…"
"So you don't trust me?" she interjected in a slightly wounded tone.
"No, no, no. You didn't let me finish, Yancy. I meant to say that this ride is important to you in some way or another because you always seem to go on this ride whenever you have a break from your… job. You never told me what your job was."
"Well… my job requires me to travel a lot."
"You told me that."
"Ahaha… well, if you really must know… I..I… work for a television producing company." She stammered out, knowing that she wasn't really lying about anything at all.
"What position?" he shook himself awake and now gave Yancy his attention.
"Uhrm… I have a question first. Would you be offended at all about whatever I say?"
"You already know me. I don't hold grudges, unless it's about that old creep Ghetsis. He can go and suck my – "
"RIGHT, WE KNOW. Anyways…Do you know that really famous pop idol whose about the same age as you, Nancy?"
"Of course! No offense, but I think that she's really, really cute. Oh. Shit. Ahaha… I didn't mean to offend YOU. After all, you're amazing yourself!"
With this compliment, Yancy began to blush, and her face was increasing the puce of red at an alarming rate. "Oh… uhm… that's… that's… I don't know what to say…"
"You know that I actually meant that, right?" He beamed at her, flashing her a toothy grin that entranced her the moment she first met him (incidentally, right in front of the Ferris wheel ticket booth).
"I can tell that… hehe. Anyways… well… uh… I'm.. actually – "
"… Nancy?" He finished her sentence in a soft tone.
"… How… did you kn-know?" She stuttered, as her mind went into overdrive regarding the other possible things that Nate may have deduced during their regular rides together. Oh no… what if… what if… he knows how I feel? I can't lose him… He's that lifeline of mine that helped me out whenever I was floundering in that ocean of television madness… Oh no… Tears were threatening to fall, as she now contemplated a possible outcome of him being offended (albeit he did say that he wouldn't be offended).
"Yeah… I knew it from… the second call you gave me with the Xtransceiver that I returned to you. I have to admit, by the time the call had ended, I was going almost totally nutty from happiness."
"Wait. WHAT?"
"Oh. Heheh. I meant that I loved your music and upbeat personality, much as I love Christoph's music. But… you're a girl, and a very attractive one to boot, so you were more of a… desired… uh…"
"… Friend?" She finished with a breathy tone. She was going giddy, as the conversation was actually agreeing with the way she wanted everything to go. Even Nate caught on slightly, as he took notice of her small grin and slowly diminishing facial color, turning from red to a slight pink (which suited her usual preference in pink items).
"… you're making this a bit uncomfortable, you know. Heheh. It's pretty fun."
"Well… uh… I'm going to ask you… a q-q-question. Do you… li – "
The lights went out, and the Ferris Wheel jerked to a sudden stop, with their car at the apex of the ride.
How'd you like it? I thought that it flowed a bit more than usual, but hey, it's up to the reviews that determine how a story is. Cheers!