This is one of the three people who are part of FleetStreet Ink. Um my names Anna? Or as we introduced ourselves on our profile using our deviantart names, CrazyAnimeTako. Ok Bleh moving on…

Ok first Pokemon fanfiction. I'm using the Japanese names for the people but the English names for the pokemon.

Haruka and Harley are stranded on an island. Their tempers run high, they scream, they talk begrudgingly about the issues in their lives, and maybe they'll apologize and forgive a bit. (NOT HarleyXHaruka, NOT Cookieshipping)

Haruka:May

Musashi:Jessie

Kojiro:James

Satoshi:Ash

Masato:Max

Takeshi:Brock

Shuu:Drew

Harley:Harley XD

Chapter 1-Opening/Just Stranded

"Wow! The view is just amazing!" Haruka giggled happily as she stood at the front of the ferry sailing towards the sunrise. She rubbed her eyes and waited until the sun was high and bright in the sky. "Perfect."

She ran a few steps across the deck, and threw her pokeball into the air. "Bulbasaur! Let's hit it!" a stream of white light erupted form the pokeball and formed a small green creature with a bulb on it's back. "Petal dance!" An explosion of pink petals skyrocketed above them, May dashed past her Bulbasaur and facing him yelled, "Vine whip!" Two long vines shot out of Bulbasaur's back and slapped all the petals and they started to fall. "Ok now!" Bulbasaur ran as fast as it could, then did a quick summersault and shot a solar beam behind itself propelling itself forward into Haruka's arms. Haruka threw Bulbasaur with all her might into the air where he shot another solar beam, and the force from the attack move gusted the petals all in one direction where they started to fall onto May. "Vine whip one more time!" May Bulbasaur complied and shot a vine the wrapped around May's wrist, which she jerked, and Bulbasaur landed in her arms. Haruka laughed happily, hugged Bulbasaur as the petals showered them. "That was great Bulbasaur!"

Haruka and Bulbasaur had just finally gotten their new contest appeal just right, and were speeding away with Satoshi and Co. to her next contest.

"If you'll excuse us Captain, we'll be taking over." A feminine voice said, right before she hit the captain over the head with a fire extinguisher and knocked him out.

"Pwoufect," said a strange talking Meowth, "now the ship is ouwers."

"Right! Then it'll be no time until we get Pikachu!" agreed a man with blue hair down to his neck that was now steering the ship.

"Say Kojiro," asked Musashi, "how do you know how to steer a ship." The man shrugged his shoulders and told her that his parents made him learn.

"I suppose even you're helpful sometimes," the woman smirked and leaned against the control board of the ship. "Anyway as soon as we get Pikachu we can easily zap all the other twerps pokemon and I can get my hands on that twerpette's ribbons!!" Stars sparked in her eyes animatedly and she cackled selfishly.

"Wobbuffet!" A blue pokemon popped out of one of Musahi's pokeballs. The pokemon raised his hand in a salute, and brought it back down right on a big red button. Suddenly red flashing lights and alarms started to go off.

"Wobbuffet! What the hell did you do!?" The three rocket members yelled in unison.

"Hey who set off the alarm!? Is something wrong!! Hey!!" A chorus of voices shouted outside the door. The Rockets looked at each other nervously and as cowards do, they ran away. All three and Wobbuffet ran down to the deck, stole a lifeboat, and hightailed it out of there.

"Damn you Wobbuffet!"

After the workers on the ferry broke down the door, and found the captain knocked out, they suspected that criminals were lurking around the ship. For the safety of their passengers, they had an evacuation. There was a belt of islands not too far, from where they were. Lifeboats and rowboats were distributed and there was an orderly evacuation. That is until two coordinators were separated.

The crowd was thick, bustling, panicky, and were starting to get a little too rude for Haruka's taste. As much as she struggled to stay with Satoshi and Co., and to keep a hold of her little brother Masato's hand, she was quickly lost. Before long she was pushed against the edge of the ship as, the crowds hurried past her. She tried to dive back into the fray, and reach her friends but was inconsiderately elbowed by a large man, who didn't even notice. Haruka stumbled backward, and fell off the side of the ferry, just as the foghorn went off covering up the sound of her splash. Unfortunately, Haruka was unconscious, if it wasn't for Squirtle who propelled her to shore, she would have died.

About half an hour later, Haruka awoke on the warm, wet sand. Coughing and slowly getting to her feet she shakily thanked Squirtle and returned him to his pokeball. Then checked to see if she had all her pokemon, reassured they were safe, she broke down. "Where the hell am I?!?!" She screeched hoarsely now that Squirtle was gone and couldn't hear. She collapsed to her knees again, shaking from shock. After she regained her composure, she looked around the island. "I can't believe I'm all alone on some random island!" She muttered to herself.

"No one ever said you were alone hun." A familiar voice startled Haruka. She spun around to see a tattered Harley, thrashed from the waves.

"Harley! You scared me!" her face burned with embarrassment and anger, "You always do that!" May exclaimed, "And you look horrible!"

"Hm," Harley brushed off her comment and looked at her teasingly, "you obviously haven't seen yourself lately." He picked up a shard of glass from a discarded beer bottle, compliments of some drunken litter bug. Haruka studied herself in the glass. Her hair and bandanna were tangled and sticking out at odd angles and her clothes were sandy, soaked, and a mess.

Embarrassed Haruka replied, "Fine. Well I guess we're both worse for wear... stupid ferry." Utterly embarrassed she attempted to fix her hair and hold the glass at the same time. It didn't really work out. Harley let out a yielding and rather flamboyant sigh and snatched the glass from her hands and held it up to her face.

"Here, geez." Haruka looked up to see the face of a disgruntled Harley, looking a lot less cheery than usual. For a second she felt worried, but only a second. There was no way in hell Haruka would ever, ever forgive Harley for always messing with her contests and cheating. She went back to fixing her hair, as best she could. At least she got a twig or two out.

"Thanks, Harley."

"Whatever." Harley dropped the glass and started to walk away gesturing for Haruka to follow him. "Well what are you standing there for? Camps this way," he paused to make a mocking face, "kamo!"

"Harleeey! Shut up!" Haruka stomped after him. He snickered to himself and before long they reached the small makeshift camp Harley had made only almost an hour before.

"Well this is it, and before you critique your rude little heart out remember I just made this thing." Harley teased, but he seemed to almost growl the ending. It was very apparent that the "stranded thing" had put a definite damper on his hyper attitude.

"I wasn't going to say that! And I'm not rude," Haruka mumbled. The camp was made of a stack of drift wood that was drying in the sun waiting to be burned, some leaves with a sack thrown on top for a bed, a lean too made of branches and drift wood in case it rained, some berries and fruit, and empty coconut shells for bowls or pots. Haruka was rather impressed, if only it had been someone who didn't hate her guts that was stranded with her. Regardless, it was time to swallow her pride. "Harley," she didn't owe him a damn thing but if she wanted some place warm to sleep tonight, "I would be most honored if you let me stay at your camp tonight." Her eyes remained cast downward and swelled with tears from fear and her cheeks burned in shame.

Harley stared at the girl with disbelief and smugness, and then he couldn't help it. He started laughing. "Hahaha, of course you can dimwit. If I didn't want you hear I wouldn't have shown you where it is. You sound so," he had to catch his breath from giggling, "formal." Harley snorted, he was enjoying this way too much. "You just have to make your bed, but I have an extra sack. It's probably what you're used to sleeping on anyway." And with that low blow, Harley watched Haruka shatter. Tears streamed down her burning face, her skin went cold, and she started to shake.

"I'm all alone on some freaking island in the middle of nowhere, without any of my friends, no way off of it and still you continue to make fun of me! You cheat! You lie, you-you- I don't know what I ever even did to you! Just go the hell away Harley! Leave me alone!" Another sob escaped her throat and she ran away ashamed and furious at herself for her weakness.

Harley was left standing there, with an odd pain in his chest. "What the-" he poked his chest. "Oh it's my heart. Great."

Author's notes: Ok in the Japanese ver. of pokemon, Haruka usually adds the word "kamo" to the ends of her sentences. While I'm not sure what it means exactly I know Harley can't stand it so he teases her for it.

Um I know the first chapter isn't very good! It'll get better! I had to introduce everything! And I think the chapters will be longer after this. I like to submit a few long chapters than many short ones.