In the fields of Pook Bay, two fourteen year olds were strolling, as was normal for them on a Saturday.
"Come on Joey! Let's play catch" Joey looked at his cute companion, who was as excited as ever.
"Sure Zoey, but I don't have a proper ball" Joey smirked at her.
"Surely you have something in those pockets" Zoey bent over and started rummaging through the contents of Joey's baggy trousers.
"Uh, Zoey. I'm a teensy bit uncomfortable with this position"
"Pussy" Zoey said as she continued to look until a triumphant smile found it's way onto her face "Aha!" She stood straight, holding a gray Pokèball in her hand.
"Eh, that's probably not a good idea" said Joey, having doubts, but Zoey was already thirty feet away and shouting 'Go long'
She tossed the capturing device, which Joey caught easily. They went back and forth, the gap between them getting wider. Then, all of a sudden, Joey threw a curve ball. Catching her off guard, Zoey stumbled to catch it, but missed, and the ball bounced off of her head.
"Shit, man" she cursed, holding her hand to her head. Joey went to apologise, when all of a sudden Zoey disappeared in a flash of red light. Joey stood in shock as the gray Pokèball shook around on the grass. Then it stopped. Joey picked the ball up, fingers shaking, and pressed the release button. In a flash of white light, Zoey appeared before him, hair slightly disheveled, but still adorable and otherwise okay.
"What the fuck just happened?" Zoey's brash words woke Joey up from his shock.
"I think, uh, I just captured you" Joey dropped the gray ball to the ground, the magnitude of the situation hitting him.
"Dumbass!" Zoey slapped him, and picked him up by the collar "That's obvious! What I meant was how could it happen!"
"Well, the ball we were playing with is an experimental ball that my dad got me from his business trip to Sulfur Labs" Joey explained "Maybe these balls can be used to capture humans"
"No shit. Also, you sound like a shitty sci-fi author trying to explain a potential plothole" Zoey let Joey go, preparing another slap, but something stopped her suspiciously tsundere acts. Ever since being captured, Zoey felt like she would listen to whatever Joey said, and would carry out his orders without question. She was, in essence, even more infatuated by him now. Hell, she almost felt like calling him master.
"Zoey!" Joey's voice interrupted her train of thought "I asked if you were alright"
"Yeah. It's, uh, surprisingly comfortable in there"
"What do you mean?"
"The ball! I can see why Pokèmon would be willing to live in there" Zoey smiled and hugged Joey "I think I can handle being your slave animal"
"Wait, what?"
"Nothing, master"
"What?!"
Zoey looked up at Joey's big green eyes, almost lustfully.
"Zoey, what are y-" Joey was cut off as she suddenly pressed her lips against the boy's. Joey tried to gasp in surprise, but with a mouth over his own, it sounded more like a strangled cry. Zoey moved her hands to Joey's shoulder blades, liking the feel of them. She broke the kiss for breathing purposes, with Joey still wearing that stupid surprised expression.
"I don't mind being yours at all, you big dummy" Zoey said, and closed the gap between their lips again, this time with Joey matching her passion. And so began the adventures of Joey and Zoey.