Hello all! It's me again! I think in my first story, I forgot to say I don't own Pokémon, the manga or anything else. Now back to the story…

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PokéU Drabbles

Yellow's P.O.V. ~

Yellow smiled as she watched the slumped figure. He was so cute asleep. She should've woke him up an hour earlier, when he first started softly snoring, but she didn't. And she didn't have the heart to now. Instead, she began picking up his books and stacking them into a pile. She was almost done when she noticed the one underneath his chest.

Bracing herself, she started to try and roll him over. However, he wouldn't budge.

Yellow blew her bangs in frustration while she thought of something. Grabbing, the book, she went to tug, but it too wouldn't move.

"Life just doesn't seem fair," she muttered to herself. Giving up, the girl made her way to her and Blue's dorm. The room was small and clean, considering Blue's laziness. Sure, her clever quick-witted brain could make up a whole dozen of lies to cover up one on the spot, yet she couldn't find the strength to pick up her clothes.

Her attention turned to the boy in the room. His messy black hair seemed to explode from his hat, in a cute wild kind of way.

"Pika, thunderbolt…mmm," he muttered. She smiled at that. Apparently, Red was a battler both inside and out, and through and through.

Closing the door, Yellow slipped out of her clothes and into some yellow Pikachu flannel pajamas. Sitting at Blue's mirror, she took out her ponytail and began combing it out. Humming to herself as she did so. When she was done, she tried to tidy up Blue's part of the room.

When that was done, she headed for the door, to decide what to do with the boy sleeping outside in the lobby. Opening it, she quickly found herself face-to-face with the very boy!

Surprised, she jumped back at least a foot. "Red! You scared me! I thought you were still asleep!"

"I was," the boy replied, scratching the back of his neck, in his classic Red-pose. "It turns out books aren't that comfortable to sleep on, especially when you roll off them."

Yellow just shook her head. "Hey Red, I was wondering, do you know what the formula for our assignment was?" she asked.

"Not a clue!" he said, triumphantly. "Why don't we sit on the couch and study?"

She nodded her head, and plopped herself on, grabbing a book. Red sat across from her. She started reading aloud from her book. "Okay, so if you carry this exponent over to the log, it makes the logarithm turn into a ln or does it become b to the 6th power? …….Red, what are you doing?"

"Oh nothing," he replied absentmindedly. "Did you know your feet are really warm?"

The girl turned several shades of red, before trying to get back to her question. After a couple of minutes, of restless movement, Yellow finally gave up. "Okay, Red, how is this studying?"

"Mmm…good question, but I've got an answer to that" he replied. He draped his arm around her shoulder, and leaned in close. "I am studying. Did you know you were my favorite subject?"

Face flushed, she put the book down. Maybe school could wait 'til tomorrow.

And so could Red's corny jokes…

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I have to admit, I liked this story a lot better than my first. But yes, I do realize Red was a little…lovey-dovey, but how else could I get them together, and keep Yellow's innocent sounding self?

Please review, constructive preferably. Nasty comments, maybe short and sweet, but they don't help me any, which means, I don't improve.