Author Notes;

I'm using my headcanon for N in my story, as well as the team I built on my Black version, and a developing personality for Black as well. Also, events aren't exactly precise, but whatever yeah?

Also, there are many things that are wrong and probably don't seem reasonable but it's Pokemon so whatever lol.

Also also, there will be sex in the last chapter, hence the M rating. It will also be going by my headcanon – where Black has become braver and N isn't an innocent clueless kid and they've been in a relationship long enough where they can get kind of rough because who doesn't like rough sex?

ANYWAY ONTO CHAPTER ONE.

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The first time they really interacted was in Nimbasa City, when Black wandered around the Carnival with wide chocolate eyes. In all his years, he hadn't journeyed from Nuvema Town; rural cities were his norm, yet this huge bustling area was eardrum popping and blood thrumming in a manner that was enthralling.

His Servine bumbled along beside him, looking around just as fascinated as its trainer. It made gentle cooing sounds when things happened at any of the multiple booths, from bell ringing to fire breathing.

A bustling line caught his attention, and Black gently scooped up the grass snake Pokemon before joining the throng of people curiously.

"Servine?" queried the green creature and scurried to Black's head carefully.

"Gentle, Hypotenuse." laughed the brunette, steadying the Pokemon with a firm grip, "You're not a small Snivy anymore!" His only reply was a playful tail slap, which earned a fond smile and a patient silence settling as observation occurred. "So what do you see?"

The lithe snake – Hypotenuse as she had been nicknamed – scrambled back down, attention fixing on something over her trainer's shoulder instead. "Vine?"

"Huh?" Black turned quickly, nearly coming nose to chest with a white shirted person, "Oh..! I'm sorry, I- I mean… Er.. sorry."

"Is this your Servine?" The stranger – definitely male – asked offhandedly, and golly, Black noticed what a wonderful shade of green his eyes were when he nodded the affirmative.

"She goes by Hypotenuse." explained the shorter trainer awkwardly, feeling incredibly shy the moment the last 'e' left his lips. "W-well… that's her nickname. The one I gave her, I mean; back when she was a Snivy."

"Does she not have a Pokeball?" asked the lime haired boy once more, shifting his weight when they moved up the line a little.

"Of course." huffed Black, holding the serpent protectively, "But I'm not going to force her into it. What if it's uncomfortable? I mean, Factorial doesn't seem to mind, but I mean…" He trailed off at the bemused smile that the stranger had on his smooth face. "Wh-what..? It's true!"

"Nothing, nothing." dismissed the taller of the two, "What about when she evolves into a Serperior?"

"Then I'll have to get some upper body strength." The brunette replied readily, giggling at the nuzzle he received from the answer.

"Fascinating." mused the other, readjusting his black and white cap as the line progressively shortened. "I'm N, by the way."

"I'm Black," Black responded slowly, with a small smile that seemed almost hesitant, "Sorry for kinda… exploding. I didn't mean to."

A simple wave indicated that all was forgiven, and N's shockingly green eyes connected with Black's brown ones from the corner, his pale lips moving gracefully. "Would you like to ride the Ferris Wheel with me?"

And they did, bathed in the glow of sunset.

The structure creaked a little under their feet when it started, but neither of them seemed too perturbed – they just watched with amusement as Hypotenuse scurried around eagerly while they ascended.

N spoke of math for what seemed like a long while, holding Black's attention without fail at the facts presented by the taller male. They sat together on the sturdier of the seats, shoulder to shoulder, when the ride came to a lightly jarring halt at a semi-high point; not the top, but perhaps four or five cars down from it. Black had laughed when Hypotenuse fell forward into a crouching position and hissed, offering an endearing smile to his starter Pokemon when it looked to him before shifting for a more comfortable position.

"I'm the king of Team Plasma." admitted N bluntly, and Black had looked at him for a long time before responding.

"Okay." It was calm, placid even – perhaps he just didn't understand what that meant, or maybe he just was looking past it, but either way it made N happy to hear.

The Ferris Wheel descended easily and neither boy noticed that their hands were resting atop each other – Black's over N's – until they stood – to get off.