Prequel to Everlasting Rocket Trilogy.
Disclaimer: I hate these things. If I owned Pokemon, would I really be wasting my time writing fanfiction? Think about it…
(Jessie)
I know that they
say in spring, love is in the air. But to me, autumn has always been a
much more romantic season. It's always so beautiful, all the leaves changing
colors and falling slowly to the ground. And it's always just the right
temperature…cold enough to cuddle with someone, but not that cold that
you're both shivering and freezing to death. Anyway…even if autumn is such
a romantic season…why am I here alone?
There's this
little park near HQ. It's very small and quiet…and very pretty. There are
always flowers everywhere, no matter what time of year it is. And so many
trees it's like you're in a forest…an enchanted forest blooming with romance.
At least, that's how it seemed to me before.
One day James and
I came here by ourselves, finally able to ditch that annoying scratch cat.
We hadn't said anything of much importance, but it had been one of the
best conversations we ever had. I thought it was so cool that we were so
comfortable together that we could just talk about nothing. Anyway, it
was autumn, so of course, it was very romantic. It was the time of day
when everyone has something very important to do, and don't have time to
relax at some park. So there was no one there. A very good thing.
Anyway, we were just
sitting on this bench, not saying anything for real, just sitting there.
And then…he was moving to rest his hand on the wood of the bench, and his
fingers landed ever so lightly on top of mine. We were barely touching,
but the contact was electric. I could see him glancing down at our fingers
with those beautiful green eyes of his, but look away quickly. Normally,
I think I would have moved away or something, but I felt different at that
time. I can't really explain it. But I knew I had strong feelings for James…stronger
than I've ever had for anyone or anything else, and I wanted him to touch
me. My mind was screaming, "Please, please touch me! Can't you see I'm
not moving away, you moron?! I want you to touch me!"
Of course I didn't say any of this aloud,
I mean, come on. I didn't want him to think I was desperate for it. Even
though I was. Well, sometimes James has this amazing talent of knowing
what I'm thinking, even if I don't say it. And I guess it kicked in then,
because after a few moments, his whole hand was tenderly covering mine.
I looked at him and he was avoiding my eyes, a light pink blush tinting
his face. I allowed myself to slowly entwine our fingers. His eyes widened
a little at that, I guess he wasn't expecting it. He turned his head slightly
to look at me, and smiled shyly. I returned the smile and moved a little
closer to him. He blushed again, but didn't move away. In fact, he leaned
towards me a bit.
As I looked at him
and our laced fingers, I felt my heart fluttering as I realized I had this
irrepressible urge to kiss him. It would be so easy, too. I would just
have to lift my head a little bit…and before I could stop myself, that's
what I did. Our lips brushed and he gasped quietly. But I didn't move,
I just stayed there, waiting for him to do something more. After a few
seconds, he touched my face, pulling me closer, and pressed his lips gently
to mine. My heart soared as he kissed me, and I returned his kiss, moving
one hand up to his neck where I stroked him lightly, making him shiver.
He held me even closer, our kiss deepening, his hand rubbing my back tenderly;
the whole time we continued holding hands.
Ever since,
we've used whatever free time we had to be alone together. We would talk,
cuddle, and kiss and everything was wonderful. Until one day we were walking
down the hallways of TRHQ, heading to our rooms after leaving Meowth and
the other pokémon stuffing their faces in the cafeteria. He walked
me to the door of my room, and took my hand. I smiled at him as he moved
close to me and kissed me. I kissed back, letting my hand hold him lightly
on his waist. Just as our kiss started to become more passionate, I heard
footsteps. Instantly, I pulled back and pushed him away from me. A small
group of Rocket grunts came from around the corner and walked passed us.
As soon as they were out of sight, James spoke.
"Um, Jessie?"
"Yeah?"
He glanced away from me nervously.
"Why do we keep
our um, relationship so secretive?"
I frowned slightly. I had hoped to avoid
this question. I wasn't sure for how long I thought I could, but still…
"Because we
don't want anyone to know about it," I said.
"Well…why not?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Just because!"
I shook my head and started to go inside,
but he stopped me with a light touch on my arm.
"Jessie…are
you embarrassed of me?"
I bit my lower lip. I wasn't sure
why it was I didn't want anyone to find out. Maybe that was it. But it's
not like I could say that to him. I tried to find another way to put it.
"No, it's not
that. I just…have a reputation I need to keep up."
He stiffened a little.
"I see. And
you're afraid being seen with me is going to make you look as weak and
wimpy as me, right?"
I didn't say anything. Basically…he was
right. I was ashamed to realize this, but it was true. At my silence, James
moved his hand from my arm.
"Okay, I understand,"
he said in a tone so icy and cold, I didn't even recognize it as his.
I knew I had really hurt him.
"James…"
"No, it's fine,
really. Since you're so embarrassed to be with me, maybe you should just
find someone else to be with."
"James, I don't…"
I started to say something, anything to get him to stay. But he turned
away and went into his room, closing the door on me. I stood there for
several minutes, trying to figure out what to do to make him come out again
and hold me and kiss me. But I soon gave up and retreated to my own room.
So now I am walking
here, in the park, alone. The autumn breeze blows a few leaves around me.
People are walking around and sitting, in pairs or in small groups. I am
the only one here by myself…until I see James. He was walking in the park,
too, and he is coming my way. I want to look into his eyes, so he knows
how sorry I am, but he refuses to look at me. He walks right by me and
says nothing. I can't stand it when he's angry with me… I have to make
things right again. I look around at all the people, and I know what to
do. I stop and turn around.
"James?" I call
out, loud enough for him to hear me, but not loud enough to receive attention
from anyone else. He stops after a moment and turns to look at me.
"What?" He asks
in a deadpan voice.
"There's something
I want to tell you…and…and everyone else here."
He raises an eyebrow at me and crosses
his arms, but doesn't leave. I glance around at all of the people who right
now don't even notice me. I take a big breath and run out to the center
of the area, causing some pidgeys who were in a big group there to fly
out, the force of their wings causing the leaves to pick up and swirl around
me as I turn to face him again. Before I lose my nerve at the incredibly
out of character thing I am about to do, I cup my hands around my mouth
and shout, "I LOVE JAMES ERIC MORGAN!!!!" as loud as I can. I can feel
my face flushing as all of the people stare, but I don't pay attention
to them. I stare at my blue-haired partner, waiting for his reaction. He
looks at me with wide eyes for several seconds. He is obviously stunned
at my actions. Then he smiles, the most beautiful smile I've ever seen
on his handsome face. He mimics me, cupping his hands around his mouth,
and shouts, "I LOVE JESSIE RACHAEL PARKER!!!!"
When he stops, he is blushing as brightly
as I am, but still smiling at me so sweetly. I know I have this huge grin
on my face, but I just can't help it. He jogs over to me, but stops just
before he invades my personal space. We gaze at each other for a while,
and then he throws his arms around me. I hug him back tightly. I want to
say how sorry I am for hurting him, but I'm pretty darn sure he knows.
The people around us all look at us, some oddly, some with small smiles,
but at that moment I don't care about what anyone else thinks. I don't
think I ever will again. James pulls away from our embrace slightly so
he can look at me.
"Embarrassed?"
he asks.
I shake my head.
"Not at all,"
I answer truthfully.
He smiles again and brings his head down
to give me a kiss that takes my breath away.
At that moment
and for several days to come, I thought that shouting out my declaration
of love for James was one of the best things I had ever done. But soon
I would find out that there had been some certain people in the park that
day who heard me…and me, James, and Meowth's way of life was about to become
one big roller coaster ride of absolute disaster…all due to my innocent
confession.
To be continued in The Everlasting Rocket Trilogy.