WATER DESSERT

by kathlaida-princess and Red Riding Freak

Summary: Set in the PMMUSH world, RP based. Joshua the Vaporeon-morph has happily roamed about the wild sites of his home island with his best friend, the Torterra Penelope, while Mikka the Azurill-morph lived a cold, snobbish existence with his parents, repressing all kinds of unwanted emotions... What can happen when the two of them meet? Warning for Yaoi.

Disclaimer: PMMUSH concept belongs to Fault. Pokémon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri. Joshua belongs to me and Mikka belongs to Red Riding Freak.

Author's Notes: Hey dear readers! Well, me and my sister have been RPing quite a lot, and our characters are so adorable that we want to share the sugar with you! As the story goes on, you'll find more about the two of them, but as it is, have the first part. I wrote Joshua and Penelope while my sister wrote Mikka.

Enjoy!

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Cool ocean waves crash against the warm white sands here on the south beach of Pokemorph Island. The ocean stretches as far as the eye can see to the south, and a boardwalk lies to the north, beyond which is the island's lone city. The beach stretches to the east and west, rocky outcroppings to the west marring the otherwise perfect stretch of sand.

The smell of saltwater fills the air, and the ocean spray keeps the area cool. This appears to be the perfect area to swim or sunbathe, and the beautiful waves create an excellent opportunity for surfing, if you are so inclined.

But Autumn rainclouds have no mercy on the foolish morphs below, soaking them to the mutated DNA with cold water, showery water, but the case is quite different when you're an aquatic fox turned semi-human and your best friend is a cross of a giant turtle with a plant.

As Joshua rejoices quite thoroughly where his feet touch the ocean, Penelope lies on the sand, smiling at the roaring rain, which feeds the two trees in her back and (for once) drowns out the excited sounds coming from the Vaporeon. (Even her needs a break from her excitable friend.) It's not often that the two of them visit the beach, so when they do it's always a cause for celebration. And, today, his hair and clothes clinging to his blue skin, Joshua makes sure to celebrate even more with the rain.

Mikka makes a slight annoyed huff as his hands move to grip his arms. It is kind of funny to see him like that, all clamped hair and clothing and annoyed expression -- and he figures he needs a long, tepid hot bath. Before that, he claimed this day a fine day to go for a walk, as he had nothing to tend -- and he had already practiced enough for the day. Before that, he even considered bathing in the waters, seeing it wasn't really a bad day. But it is raining and the water is chilling him so much and pounding on him so hard it makes Mikka wonder if there is any monsoon season in Prism Island he didn't know of so far. His footsteps are slow in leading him out of the beach and the waves are freezing his feet, but his gaze is set upon an upcoming bath. Oh yes. And he wouldn't have to deal with pushing the locks from his face. All clamped down. What a mess.

Our flamboyant Joshua couldn't agree less. If his friend were able to, he would have called Penelope to join him in the ocean, so huge is his happiness about the day, but the Grass-type is quite repulsed by its salt, so the Vaporeon swims about alone. For a moment, he stops to face the drippering sky and let the fresh water crumble down his body, but then his attention is immediately drawn to another presence, not too far away. The distant Torterra too notices the approach of a very dark aura, but doesn't comment. Penelope just hopes her companion doesn't overdo it... But it's probably too late for that...

The Vaporeon now watches a shorter morph come closer, almost folding over himself with the cold and showing the beach around him an expression that is the complete opposite of the radiant smile Joshua bears. As the morph passes by him (and then the water-fox can see it's actually an Azuril male), he find him rather attractive and manages to shout out happily, "Fantastic day, huh?" Poor clueless Joshua...

There must be many explanations for that, Mikka continually reasons. Maybe they are just in the same situation as he is, maybe they were caught up in the rain and they are finding it difficult to find a way to get to a shelter. Yes, maybe it is just that. If it weren't for the fact that the gigantic Torterra seems to be resting all comfortably under that hellwater and the Vaporeon-Morph is radiant about the rain -- and the water, and everything else that makes Mikka want to shrug him off his ignorance. In fact, it even awakens a ghost of curiosity in him, but not quite. Not quite.

Keeping his stoic behavior, he manages a couple more steps headed to salvation. His tail is dragging behind him and he just feels like tending it, but he won't, not under that rain and surrounded by that group of weird people. But there is something under those layers of rain, he notices, and hears the Vaporeon shout something at him that makes him frown. He blinks. And then he reasons again. "Excuse me?" His voice is cool and it certainly isn't as warm as the Vaporeon, it is hostility in its finest.

Joshua had no idea freezers could walk now... It surely has been quite a while since he has visited civilization, but what else but ice can this morph be made of? "The rain!" the Vaporeon shouts once more, the smile not faltering one bit, despite the adversities. "Ain't it great?" he asks, and he points up. But then he notices something he should have done first and abruptly captures the other's hand in an energetic handshake. "Sorry for my rudeness, my name's Joshua! I'm glad to see another Water-type celebrating the rain like me!" From the sand, Penelope witnesses her friend's enthusiasm and shakes her head in slight embarrassment. Once again, she (perhaps foolishly) hopes that things won't get out of control.

Eventually (and probably more because of the Azurill rather than himself), the Vaporeon lets go of the other's hand and goes on smiling. Now that this new character is considerably closer, the water fox can surely see there's some sort of flustered adorableness in him, and that makes his smile tingle in awww. Perhaps this guy is rather nice and they can become, first of all, friends...

There is a short time as Mikka takes all of that in, the telltale signs of something very disturbing and the fact that this stranger -- Joshua, it seems -- is getting too close in his personal space. And the smile. This Joshua person doesn't seem to know anything about reading the mood. Mikka represses the inward sigh, but there is the arched eyebrow in there and a small notion of disdain. Until Joshua grabs his hand and shakes it vigorously, and his eyebrow quirks even further and finally when the Vaporeon-Morph lets go of his hand he wipes it to the side of his pants, slightly taken aback by this action. "I am certainly not," he says, the tension on the "not". "I'm not celebrating this rain. It is hideous." He blinks, and his mind is still trying to reason why is Joshua smiling.

Penelope is snorting silently from her spot, now. This new specimen amuses her, this boy Joshua has managed to harass today. It's funny to see how the Vaporeon approaches him and the other one steps back, and she wonders just how long it'll take before the Azurill snaps and Joshua gives up this one-sided game of theirs. There should be more people like the Vaporeon in this world. He was able to win her friendship in the past, but she highly doubts the same will happen with the stuck up water mouse.

Yet the game seems to still carry on, for the water fox isn't completely saddened by the other's comment. It's difficult for him to take the other seriously when he actually looks like an emo under the rain, carrying a gigantic water balloon behind him, but Joshua is willing to change his opinion on the lovely weather. "Hideous?" he laughs, mocking the word. And again ignoring the other's issues regarding personal space, the water fox pushes a webbed hand against the Azurill's forehead and pushes up the locks of (is that curly?) hair blocking his vision, as well as his head up facing the sky. "You say that because you were doing it wrong. Ain't it beautiful now?" Poor clueless Joshua indeed... The sense of adorability coming from the other hasn't lessened a bit, though...

Three things happen simultaneously. Mikka's head is abruptly pushed back in the imperative of his need to release himself from the webbed (yuck) hand. Mikka realizes that this Joshua is really intruding his personal space. And last, he realizes that Joshua does have a problem. And the question stops being the weather. And the question becomes the hand on his forehead.

Nose scrunched and head pulled back, Mikka realizes the hand is still in there, making him oh-so-uncomfortable and things he prefers left unsaid. At least he now has all the hair out of his eyes, something rings in him. He presses his eyes closed and he breathes. He breathes, he opens his eyes to fix the Vaporeon's and he manages to cry out, "You do have a problem." His hands go up to reach for the Vaporeon's wrist and grip it with his human fingers and detach it from his forehead. And he lets go of Joshua's wrist with a cold impassiveness.

More than insulted, humiliated or revolted, more than angry or empty, Joshua feels completely crestfallen, hurt at the other's actions, and he too fixes soft brown eyes upon the Azurill's features looking like a small Growlithe who had been denied all the love in the world. What was he doing wrong? Was it really that wrong to be happy about the rain and wanting to share his happiness with a fellow Water-type? Penelope would have replied to him quite detailedly if she were by his side, but as it is she remains expectant, enjoying the rest of the show.

And Joshua still wants to know the replies to his silly questions, so he will get them from the water mouse, so soft to the touch but sharp with his words. His spirit lifts again a little as he touches the other once more, now more impersonally (for safety), placing the same hand on his shoulder. He also asks, "Sheesh, what's so bad about this? Am I hurting you so bad?"

Mikka's gaze is set upon his shoulder, where Joshua's hand is, where it isn't as intrusive as before. And it shifts back to the Vaporeon's wounded puppy gaze. Still, his shoulder tenses under the (unfortunately) taller morph's hand. He blinks one time. He didn't say anything too hurtful for that matter. He didn't. He blinks once again. He just told the Vaporeon this isn't normal. Nobody just goes there and is all touchy-feely towards 'morphs they have just met. They simply don't. His lips press, and they press until they become just a line and his eyes are narrowed in deep thought. Why is Joshua going all sentimental about this? "You aren't hurting me," Mikka pauses. "Just, don't touch me. Please."

Yet the Vaporeon refuses to obey that order. He is sure he can lessen the other's paranoia a little, and make a new and quite good looking friend through his actions. The world needs more sheer contact, of the amiable type, and Joshua is there to offer it. Feeling bold, Joshua slides his hand up to gently touch smooth blue neck, cheeks and forehead in one mighty swoop as he says, "But I mean you no harm... see?" and his thumb absentmindedly brushes against a very soft pair of lips. "I mean you no harm..."

Mikka's eyes flutter in disbelief as Joshua's hand runs his face in a rather intimate caress. He resists the urge to fling a hand at him arm and clutch it and make it go away. But he doesn't. Not quite. Mikka has spent just enough time with this Joshua character to figure that throwing a hissy fight at this won't have any good effect on Mikka's side. But it might have on Joshua's -- and Mikka oh so doesn't want that. Instead, he takes a deep breath through his nose, and he thinks. His mind can only concoct two things: "Mikka, this Joshua guy is getting close, really close. Make him go away;" and "Is he trying to seduce you?" And for once the Azurill feels a certain heat coming from his cheeks and he is quite sure his idea on what it is gets close to the truth and he can't admit it. He is blushing and it is because this person is rubbing their thumb against his lip. He presses his eyes closed and he exhales, slowly, deliberately, not really caring if Joshua's finger is in the way.

On the other side, his fingers curl into a fist, and his nails burn against his skin where they are pressed against his soft palms and he feels blood rushing to the surface. No, he won't slap him --it would be most feminine and so unlike him. Instead his retort is a silent fist aimed at Joshua's cheek, ready to hurt him -- and Mikka will get away from there, oh he will. In theory. However, life makes it hard for him and when Mikka flings his fist at Joshua's face and it does hit him. But Mikka isn't sure if it hurt him the more or Joshua. His hand rings pain at his nerves and all he can do to silence the scream bubbling up his throat is to bite his lip. (And inwardly hope to have done some meaningful damage to this harasser.)

And he isn't sure on what to do now. So he rushes as it was planned in his mind, he rushes out of that place and out of the rain and away from Joshua and his giant turtle. And his hands are clutched at his sides as he rushes before Joshua can do anything to him -- his right hand yowling in pain -- and he gets out of there. And sweet Jirachi, he goes for a hot, tepid bath.

Joshua only needs a second to notice how /red/ the Azurill's cheeks suddenly become under his fingertips and, for a moment, the preview of an immense smile shows on his lips, as the Vaporeon realizes something very important. (the other's adorability raises a hundred levels) Is the other one blushing because of him? Does he, after all, enjoy his proximity? But this miracle moment lasts only just one second, for in the next one Joshua is hit with a sting of pain on his face and the water mouse is rushing away, completely out of reach. Has he just punched him? The Vaporeon is thrown back a little, but it didn't feel much like a punch, it didn't hurt him that much. But now that the other is gone there's no point of being there anymore, and his own heart is thundering with all sorts of new purposes and emotions...

From afar, Penelope has watched the entire scene and she proudly prepares her telling-off speech as she eagerly awaits her best friend's return. Didn't he know already how to behave around strangers, snobbish ones at least? But when Joshua is finally there, he climbs to her wet back and lays down rather solemnly with a long sigh, and when the Torterra opens her mouth, about to deliver her sermon, the Vaporeon merely says, "I think I'm in love..."

Penelope remains jawdropped for quite a while, and Joshua sighs once more, under the rain. Damn. Now she won't see the end of this...

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Well, that's it :D

Once we finish the second part of the RP (we're working on it!), I'll update this!

For a link to PMMUSH, where this RP took place, go to my profile.

See ya next time!

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