AN- Well, this is going to be interesting… Hello everyone! Welcome to my drabbles! This, er… fic of sorts won't be the type I update on a certain schedule. This is what I'll do whenever I get a quick Pokemon Special plot bunny. Most will be pairings, some will be humorous, while others might have you crying your eyes out, who knows? Anyways, first up is Luckyshipping.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or anything else except the plot… BUT! I DO own a Luckyshipping site! Ha!

First Date

Red had always known, somewhere in the back of his mind, that first dates would be the worst. They'd be full of embarrassment and awkwardness and 'should I kiss her?' kind of moments that he knew he'd never enjoy. He'd just never expected his first date to be with Blue, of all people.

Blue, though growing up alone, still managed to hear all the fairytales and such that lead her to believe otherwise. She wasn't going to go as far as, oh, say, Yellow would and say she believed in true love, and how there was a perfect match out there for everyone, but she believed in falling in love, and how first dates were essential to doing so. That's why she really hoped everything went off without a hitch.

He arrived at her door just before seven o'clock, dressed casually. Blue, having had no idea as to what to expect from him, had put on an old personal favorite: her black slip dress. He took one look at her outfit and froze, inwardly berating himself for already messing up. Clearly, she'd been expecting something fancier than what he'd had in mind- which was what, again? Suddenly, he couldn't seem to remember. Blue in that dress had that effect on him.

Blue took in his getup and covered up her own embarrassment by giggling, casually averting her eyes in the process. "Aww, Red, you mean you weren't going to take me to the nicest place in town? And I got all dressed up for nothing…"

The boy blushed, stuttering out an apology, trying desperately to look anywhere but at her. Blue rolled her eyes, but could help the smile that appeared on her face. He had that effect on her.

She reached out and ruffled his hair- it was much easier to do in three-inch heels, she noted. Then she wondered when he'd gotten that much taller than her in the first place. She shook the thoughts away and smiled. "I'm kidding, silly. I didn't know what you had planned, to be honest. Let me change real quick, 'kay?"

Red blinked dumbly for a moment before processing her words and reaching out to stop her. "No, you shouldn't let your hard work go to waste. You, uh, look really great, Blue." Here he paused out of embarrassment, but Blue smiled, thinking that it probably wasn't the only reason his face was so red. He seemed to be having trouble looking away. "…Really great. You're not really the type to care what other's think, anyway, so why not just stick with what you're wearing?" He paused again, noticing her shoes for the first time. "…You might want to change your shoes, though. Those look kinda uncomfortable."

Blue smiled softly, easily slipping the shoes off in favor of a nice pair of white tennis shoes- the heels hadn't actually been that bad, but she figured she'd placate him, anyway. At least it proved he cared. She grabbed her jacket before gracefully slipping by him, taking his hand in the process.

"Come on, Red. Let's go to that diner you like. We can share a plate of fries and… talk. Take things slow."

Red could swear his jaw dropped. Not that he'd tell anyone. "You want to… talk? Take things slow?" Maybe it had been presumptuous of him, but Blue didn't exactly strike him as the type to take anything slow, and he'd been expecting her to rush right into things.

Blue cocked her head to the side, one arm still latched onto his own, the other akimbo, a strange look on her face. "Isn't that what you want?"

This time, there was no denying that he gaped. "Wh-what I want? Well, maybe, but that's only because…" he trailed off, not about to admit that he didn't have any clue what he was doing to the first girl he'd truly cared for.

Blue prompted him on. "Because…?" Red blushed, but shook his head as a refusal to answer. Blue frowned in confusion before seemingly coming to a conclusion. "…This is your… first date, right?"

Red swallowed the growing lump in his throat. "Yeah."

The girl sighed. "Mine too." Once again, Red lost his composure (as if he'd had any to begin with) and gawked. Blue frowned. "Don't give me that look, Red. Just because I flirt a lot doesn't mean I date a lot. I was… waiting for the right guy to come along. It's both our first dates, so… take it slow?"

Red found himself wondering idly if the fact that he was her first date meant she considered him to be 'the right guy' before smiling. "Yeah. Let's go eat." That said, he tugged her hand and they started off towards the diner, smiling broadly.

By the end of the night, Red found himself thinking much more highly of the previously loathsome first date. Feeding Blue fries and vice versa had been fun, plus they'd truly talked, sharing deep secrets no one else knew. Not to mention, Red hadn't needed to bother wondering whether or not to kiss her; she was way ahead of him.

Blue, in all honesty, thought the evening had gone just perfect. Feeding each other fries while revealing your deepest secrets had a sort of intimacy about it, and she was thrilled. Not to mention, the look on his face when she kissed him goodnight was pretty funny…

While they were apart now, both Red and Blue smiled, as if tuning into each other's thoughts. Yeah, it'd been a great night. They found themselves looking forward to the next date already.

AN- So? What'd you all think? Keep in mind, this was my FIRST Luckyshipping story ever. Did I keep the characters IC? If not, can you tell me how to fix it so they seem normal? Constructive criticism is appreciated, people! Honestly, tell me what you thought! Bye for now!