This story is based on Questshipping (JimmyxMarina). It's told in several different point-of-views to make things more interesting. I also refer to Kenta as Jimmy, because I am more familiar the English version.

The story's somewhat patchy, because it was originally meant to improve my writing along the way. Essentially it was the first story I ever published; its purpose was to hone my am-skills and entertain you, the reader, with poorly written dialogues. :p

Enough of my blabbing. Let's get this fanfic on the road!


Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon (credit to Satoshi Tajiri, Game Freak, the Pokémon Company, Nintendo, 4 Kids Entertainment, etc.)


Volume I: Starting Our Journey, Together.


Chapter 1

-Third Person-

It was the next morning, and Jimmy was just beginning to wake. The bursting sun was shining through the cracks of the ineffective blinds, beaming unwelcomely over his shut eyelids.

"Bleaaah" he groaned, stretching his arms above his head.

Yawning, he turned to the plastic, inactive alarm clock atop his nightstand. The green numbers read: 6:30 AM.

"Only 6:30? Too early for me..."

After many seconds of motionless clock squinting (mostly waiting, determined to see the time change to 6:31), Jimmy began to shut his drowsy eyes once more as everything around him began to drift away.


"Morning already?"

Jimmy's eyes shot open at the sound of the peppy, familiar voice - the one he had grown to love. Without moving, he perked his ears, trying his best to make out the conversation coming from outside the cracked open, wooden door.

"Say, did you happen to see Jimmy yet?" inquired that same voice.

"No, sorry," returned a delicate voice. "I haven't."

"I figured. He always did like sleeping in."

There was a long silence. Jimmy had figured the small conversation had concluded. He turned his attention to the in-order room he was resting in, much unlike his disorganized, messy room at home that could have been considered hazardous. The walls were painted a pale, eggshell blue, while the floor was made of hard wood. There sat a semi-retro computer ontop of a mahogany desk across the room, beside the window. Oh yeah. Me and Marina stayed at the Pokemon Center for the night he thought, almost forgetting this.

"Well, I might just go get breakfast without him." sighed the once peppy, but now impatient voice.

"I will tell him when he wakes up."

"Thanks."

That voice.. It's... Marina's! Taking quick note of this, Jimmy rushed to pack up his clothing he had lazily tossed on the floor the previous night. He gathered his Pokeballs and threw on his usual attire consisting of gold pants, a charcoal-navy shirt, shoes with red socks, and his humble hat - facing backwards, but leaving his blazing crimson coat in his white backpack for later.

"Wait a minute!" yelped the boy, bunglingly rushing out the door, almost tripping in the process.

Marina was just passing through the automatic doors to the entrance of the Center, when she turned around, seeing that Jimmy had finally woken. Her eyes, as deep as an endless field of green, lit up with happiness.

"Jimmy!" she teased, finding his entrance into the dormant lobby rather hilarious.

"Well there he is!" said the gentle voice he had heard Marina talking to earlier. It was none other than the Nurse Joy of the Suburban Blackthorn Pokemon Center. She smiled and chuckled to herself.

"Now that we know you're awake, how does breakfast sound?" declared Marina.

"You're on!" challenged Jimmy, as if they were in some kind of competition.


After scarfing down their delicious breakfast that was provided for them (which consisted of several helpings of french toast and juice), the two sat on the seat of the picnic table, enjoying the warm Spring weather and the sound of chirping Pidgey. They gazed upon the lush-green fields of grass that stretched to the purple mountains in the horizon - a beautiful sight. The crisp breeze flowing through Marina's flashy pigtails and Jimmy's up-front bangs felt great. It was refreshing, lightly beating across their faces. The honeyed scent of fresh flowers was also present too, which was pleasant.

"So Jimmy."

"Yeah?"

"Last night was wonderful. It couldn't have gone better, especially since I was with you!"

"I had a lot of fun too." chimed the teenage trainer.

"Why didn't you tell me you were the romantic type?" said Marina mockingly whilst smirking.

"I- well-"

"And the way you took my hands and kissed me goodnight before we went to our separate rooms.."

Starting to become prickled with sweat and flushing pink, Jimmy looked at the beautiful girl in the presence beside him. His heartbeat thumped twice as fast now.

"It was you who kissed me first!" he argued playfully.

"Haha, yeah. I guess I did. I never knew you were such a good kisser."

Jimmy could swear his heart skipped a beat when he looked into her alluring celadon-blue eyes. They had always found his weak spot, and if he stared into them for too long, he would find it too hard to escape.

Marina, sighing in relief of the exchange of mutual feelings towards each other was grinning. Jimmy began thinking to himself.

"So, Marina."

"Yeah?"

"Where do you plan on heading after this?"

Marina looked dumbfoundedly at him, as if hesitating to say something. But finally, something had came to mind that enabled her to finally respond.

"Remember when we first left New Bark Town on our Journey to become trainers?"

"Yeah-"

"Well do you remember when you and Vincent wanted to go together, the three of us, but I said maybe it would be best if we all went our separate paths because we would learn to be more independent?"

Without giving any chance for Jimmy to respond with more than a nod, she continued.

"Well that was mostly because I knew I wouldn't have been able to last being around you with such a hunch, and I was afraid... afraid that I would make a move and you would make a deal about it, and Vincent... he might try to go after you out of jealousy."

"R-Really?" Jimmy stuttered as he shook his head, taking in the new information.

"But now... now that we're more than that, would you maybe like to travel together?"

Looking at Marina, her head was slightly cocked the other direction out of embarrassment and fear of rejection. Her hands were buried in her crossed legs, waiting for the fateful reply she might have expected. This time, she was the one blushing. Jimmy was surprised that she had requested such a thing.

"Of course I would... but-"

"But?"

"What about Vincent? You know he crushes on you a lot. You even said it yourself."

Baffling the thought, Marina finally spoke.

"So what? Just because he has a crush on me doesn't mean I can't ever be with someone else other than him. He doesn't control my life you know."

Jimmy shifted back in his seat. He was shocked because he had never heard Marina talk in such a stern tone.

"I just don't want him to give you any problems, that's all." said Jimmy cautiously.

"He won't. If he were a real man, he would accept it and realize he can't constrict me."

(Silence)

"Yes."

"Yes?" muttered Marina, unsure as to what he was agreeing to.

"Yes. You are totally right. Let's travel together. You and I, we will make a great team, and we could learn from each other."

"Now that's the Jimmy I know!" cheered Marina.

Pushing the annoying blue bangs out of his face, Marina kissed Jimmy on his always-alluring lips she had fallen for again and again.