Rocketshippy fic. You don't like that, don't read it. . I'm not gonna give much away about the plot…just read it! And please R&R, hugs and kisses to ya'll .

It's so obvious, its irritating. I may only be a cat to them, and I'm not that clear on human emotions, but I do see everything. I watch James steal quick glances at Jessie across the flickering flames of the fire when we set up camp at night, a split second glance and he's staring at the floor again, but I see it. I watch Jessie, gaze at him occasionally in almost sympathy and affection, but she hides it with a fiery temper and sharp words. I sighed, and wrapped my curly tail around my body as I settled down at the bottom of Jessie's camp bed, yawning widely. Jim is still up, poking the fire with a stick, and as soon as it began to burn, tossing it into the licks of flame, watching as it engulfed the wood object. I switched my sharp eyes to the long strands of crimson fluttering over Jessie's pillow, her long hair out of its original style for the night. She's pretending she's asleep, but she's not really. I sighed and closed my eyes, waiting for a while, waiting until James kicked mud over the fire and made his way to the navy sleeping bag. The darkness swirled around me, the branches making strange clicking noises as they touched together, fragile, and the leaves rustling. I felt uncomfortable. I knew nothing was there, and I wasn't usually a scardey-cat (literally) when it came to darkness. However, I hopped up and scampered up the bed to Jessie's head, and as I suspected, her sapphire blue eyes snapped open, staring at me, before she reluctantly outstretched her arms and I snuggled down beside her, feeling James's eyes boring into my back. He was alone. Sighing, I wrapped Jessie's scarlet hair around me and fell into a deep slumber.

Cracking my eyes open, the warm yellow sunlight flooded over our motionless forms. I sat up, and looked at Jimmy, he was laying on his back, snoring a little, one arm hanging out of the sleeping bag and as per usual the one violet section of hair across his face. I began to de-tangle myself from Jessie's mass of honey coloured locks and she began to mumble as I finally broke free and she sat up abruptly.

"Hello."

I said,' matter of factly. Jessie watched me cautiously, before grabbing her hairbrush and proceeding to scrape had hair away from her face and throw on about 5 canfuls of hair spray. James was still asleep. I pattered over and dived into his bag, rifling around until I found his 'secret' stash of doughnuts, although both Jess and I knew about it, only he didn't know we knew, which kind of spoilt it. I tucked in ravenously but apon hearing Jim stirring leapt out and sat on his bed innocently. Emerald green eyes opened towards the fresh pale blue sky, as he sat up, rubbing his head and yawning, he turned towards me.

"Hello."

I repeated, matter of factly. He looked at me cautiously, and inside I smirked, detective Meowth in taking their extremely similar reactions to my statement. It was too perfect. James swung his legs out of bed before replying in a muffly sort of tone,

"Hello, Meowth, Jess."

Jessie smiled and stood up before folding back the bedding and rolling the sleeping bag up and stuffing it into the tiny casing. How comes you can never get sleeping bags back in their original case anyway? Anyway, she flicked back her neatly styled hair and transferred her gaze to a weary looking James before retorting,

"Oh, so you decided to join us did you?"

She's joking though, I can see the way her wicked eyes glint as she speaks and the corners of her lips a tiny smirk. He knows too. He collapsed back amongst the sheets and looked up at the trees before replying,

"Yes."

I began piling the items into the balloon as they spoke, as I knew that if I dared look at their light flirting I would blurt out my opinion, which would follow with a paper fan smacked around my head. It was best to keep my mouth shut. James finally got up, only to sit down again, as we all sat on the dusty ground to figure out yet another plan to capture the electric mouse. I climbed up onto James's' head which he didn't object to for about the first time ever, and after about an hour of talking we decided to just turn up and see what happened. Its not like any other plan would be much better anyway. Leaving the balloon in a reasonably secretive area we started to walk off into the woods to find the place that the twerps had slept the night before, I lead the way to leave the two lovebirds to their privacy. I so need to make them admit it to each other; their stupid little hints are just to irritating to deal with for much longer. Jessie slid her hand through the crook of her partner's arm to form a linking shape as they walked, almost as though he was her property to anyone who might be walking through the woods at 8.00 in the morning, and maybe also to lock him to her to prevent him doing anything stupid. Or there might be other reasons…I chuckled to myself, which Jessie frowned apon but didn't say anything. She was in a relatively placid mood this morning.

After we had been trudging along for a couple of hours, James finally moaned,

"I'm thirsty."

Jessie sighed and lifted up her water bottle. It was empty. Cursing, she threw it into the foliage before turning towards him and replying,

"Me too. Meowth, find some water."

I think I maybe should have kept the comment I made for myself.

"Jesus, what did your last slave die of?"

An evil scowl flitted over Jessie's face, and she released herself from James for a split second, to smack me on the face with her hair, before turning and linking arms again, James just watching, in a sort of bored way. I held my aching skull before stumbling away, muttering assorted oaths and swearing revenge on Jessie that I knew wouldn't happen. Luckily there was a stream not too far, and after I'd called over the human members of team rocket we began to drink and relax a little.

"You know, I could do with a vacation."

Jessie commented, as she stretched and leant against a nearby tree, crossing one leg lazily over the other. James watched her before replying,

"Yeah…me too. No more wandering through acres of wood for no reason."

"We do have a reason braniac. To capture pikachu…remember?"

I commented, watching James's' blank face twist into confusion as he replied,

"Well we can hardly call it a mission. How long have we been after that brat now? Two, three years?"

Jessie nodded in agreement, and James wandered over before sitting down and leaning against the same tree, closing his eyes. I, watched. It was amusing, watching their little tiffs. Exciting. Slowly, I watched all the emotion leave my scarlet haired friend as she fell into a light nap, and soon after James followed her example. Perfect. I smirked and tiptoed away into the long blades of grass. Time, for action.