This is a prequel to Equation. It show Black's and White's relationship on different subjects and places in time up until the events in Equation. I suggest you read Equation first though. It's N. x Black/Touya yaoi so don't like don't read! Please enjoy this though if you're not into yaoi! Remember Black and White are not acutally paired in this story. Also has been re-revised too!

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon

Play Time:

From the time Black was born him and White were excellent friends. Today is a good example of that. The two were having a friendly play date, while Hateall and Loveall were at the dentist. Black was currently over White's house playing catch in their backyard.

"So, what are you planning to do for your mother's birthday?" Black asked sweetly, tossing the ball lightly to his friend.

"I don't know," White started as she caught the ball. "I'll probably make a card… What are you going to do?"

"Well, I'll probably give my mom some flowers…" Black replied.

"Flowers?" White asked she threw the ball. Black caught it but almost fell from the impact. "Get her something good like a gift card to a day at the spa or something… everyone loves that."

"… How much would that cost…?" Black asked almost silently.

"I don't know... maybe two hundred." White replied, placing her hand on her chin.

"…Two hundred dollars?..." Black choked out, tossing the ball back.

White didn't catch it, she just glanced at it. "No, blades of grass."

Black looked down. They were standing in a grassy area but how long would it take to get two hundred blades of grass? What if he lost count? Black wasn't even sure he could count that high…

"… That sounds unnecessary…"

"Well, that or your mom will hate you…" She glared at him. "Forever."

"Forever is a really long time, isn't it?" Black asked, dragging his shoe around in the dirt.

"Exceptionally long, and ,White, you shouldn't fill dear Black's head with such things." White's mom said as she walked out from inside. She walked over to Black and bent down. "She won't hate you."

"… Ok… But what should I get her?" Black asked.

"Black, you're six. She can't expect that much from you. Just try to make something nice and I'm sure she'll love it. What if I expected White, who is only one year older than you, to get a gift card to the spa for me, would that be fair?" Black shook his head and she walked back inside.

"It's still two hundred blades of grass,… if you're wondering." White said, picking up the ball.

"… um, ok…" Black replied, as he sat down and began pulling at the grass.

White walked over to him. "Why would I want my own grass? Go find something special."

Black nodded and walked home to pick up his bag. He then set off into the woods. "Where could you find something special? And two hundred of them?" Black asked himself.

Black walked a long way until he came to a clearing of flowers with black fluffs on the top.

"This is pretty special." Black said in awe. "I'll bring one to White and see if she thinks this is good enough." Black said plucking one of the flowers and walking back to White's house.

White was lying on a lawn chair and sipping lemonade when Black got back. "Oh, goodie. You're back."

"White are these special?" Black asked holding up the flower.

"Well, sort of. You just need to bring me 300 hundred of those." Black nodded, walked off, and shortly came back with 300 hundred of the flowers.

When Black returned White was in a pool Black didn't know she had. "Took you long enough. Follow me." White said as she got up and walked to the street, where she already had a sign set up. "Sell the flowers, okay?"

Black stood behind the stand and man walked up. "You're selling flowers? How childish. Well, then again you're a child… Hey you want this balloon." Black shook his head. "Are you sure?" Black nodded and the man walked away.

Loveall walked over. "Hey…., mom wanted to know where you were… Are you selling flowers? How much?"

"…One dollar…"

"Cool! I'm going to give this to my sweetheart and ask them to marry me!" Loveall said picking up a flower. He threw a dollar on the table. "Keep the change!" He yelled as he ran away towards the backyard. "Hey, White! I brought you something!"

"Go away!"

"Fine, then I'll go confess my love to Hateall then!" He yelled at her.

"You do that, lover boy."

He walked over to the stand. "Can you pretend to be my boyfriend so I can make White jealous?" Black sighed and agreed. "Yes." He said quietly.

I followed him to the backyard. "Hey, White! Check out my boyfriend!" Loveall said dragging Black to stand in front of White.

White brought down her shades. "So, you expect me to go out with a gay guy?"

"No, I'm not gay. I'm bisexual." Loveall replied.

"Whatever, he's really not your boyfriend."

"White, why can't you understand that I can make you happy?" Loveall asked.

"If you want to make me happy get Hateall to go out with me." White said. Loveall stopped smiling. "I got lover boy to stop smiling. Hooray for me. Get lost, and get back to selling those flowers." She told Loveall and Black respectively.

As you can see White liked to spend play time alone. Black sold the flowers but White used the money to buy a bigger pool and a new chair. Loveall later asked Hateall out but was found in the freezer practically dying a few minutes later. Hateall expressed that his hate for White wasn't that great and he'd take her out, just not this year or century, and it was a silent promise.

Concludes the first chapter of this prequel. Please Review! Next chapter delves into White's reluctance to share! Her time mostly.