disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or any of the characters.
Pikachu peaked from behind the bush at the clearing in front of him. There in the middle of the clearing was the object of his obsession, his one true dream and one true desire. Bulbasaur. Letting out a squeaky sigh, Pikachu gazed longingly at Bulbasaur's sleek, green bulb that twitched slightly with every breath. His short but strong legs that carried his body. Pikachu let out a 'pika' and shut his eyes in hopes to imprint the sight in his head forever.
Bulbasaur turned around and started glancing nervously at the clearing. For the past week he had felt someone's gaze on him, but no matter how hard he searched, he had never found the culprit. Feeling anxious he started to walk out of the clearing, his stubby legs waddling at a fast pace, but not fast enough to be counted as running.
Pikachu opened his eyes to see bulbasaur making his way out of the clearing. Pikachu frowned slightly, but didn't follow. Once bulbasaur was gone, Pikachu jumped out of the bushes and ran to the spot where the green Pokémon had been standing. Pikachu lifted his head and sniffed. Bulbasaur's scent filled his nose. Bulbasaur smelled like grass, leaves and vanilla. Pikachu inhaled again then let out a long sigh. Pikachu was about to take another deep breath, when he heard Ash call out his name. Pikachu growled and started walking back to camp.
When Pikachu arrived back at camp he took his traditional spot on Ash's shoulder. He could see Misty and Brock eating while their Pokémon jumped around and played in the lake they were resting next to. Pikachu immediately spotted bulbasaur amongst the crowd, the green of his bulb shimmering as the sun shone on him. He was lying on his stomach and talking to squirtle. Pikachu couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy flow through him. That should be him Bulbasaur was talking to! 'That's it' Pikachu decided 'tomorrow I will tell bulbasaur how I feel and if he doesn't feel the same I will stop at nothing until he does!'