A/N: So yeah… this is a one-shot on my version of a heroxGrovyle… hee hee. Enjoy!

Love Lasts Forever

It was the night after their trip to Treeshroud Forest, and the trio was planning to split up the next day. The moon was full, shining down on Sharpedo Bluff. Grovyle woke up, just as he had the night before. He blinked and looked around. This time, it wasn't Cynda who was missing… it was H. He looked around, and, not seeing her, left the cave.

Grovyle found H standing on the edge of Sharpedo Bluff, looking over the sea. She was facing the moon, and its gentle light seemed to envelope her, making her light green skin shine. In that moment, Grovyle had never seen anything more beautiful than his partner.

It seemed so strange that H, who'd always been a fiery type, what with her short temper and her strength, that she'd become a grass-type pokémon. And not just any grass-type pokémon, but from his own evolution line… she'd turned into a Treecko! Grovyle laughed silently to himself. It seemed that fate did have a sense of humor, after all.

H turned around, shock on her face as she saw Grovyle standing there. "What is it? What's wrong, Grovyle?" she asked, concerned. Grovyle smiled gently.

"Nothing is wrong, H. I merely woke up, and you weren't in your bed. I came out to find you." Grovyle was feeling strangely light-headed, and his stomach felt like he'd swallowed a couple Butterfree alive, and that they were flying around in his stomach.

"Oh, OK." H said, glancing back at the moon. "The moon sure is pretty, isn't it?"

"…yeah… yeah it is." Grovyle agreed, feeling like he was in a dream as he hopped forward to stand next to H.

"You know, Grovyle… it seemed so strange to me. When we first met you, in the Underground Lake, I knew something was off. You were so polite, for a thief. You kept apologizing and saying that you simply had to take the Time Gear. And at the same time, I felt like I recognized you from somewhere, like I had with Dusknoir… but I just couldn't remember what! Maybe if I had tried to ask you… things would have been different." H sighed, and Grovyle put his arm around her shoulders.

"It's alright, H. Everything turned out OK, didn't it? We're back in the past, and we're safe." Grovyle comforted. H looked up at him, her blue eyes out of place on a Treecko, but still H's, nonetheless. Her eyes were full of something he couldn't identify.

"When we were partners, before we came here, what was our relationship like?" H asked. Grovyle looked out across the sea, thinking.

"We… we were always on the run from Dusknoir, from the moment we met. We came to trust each other quickly as we saved each other's lives, time and time again. We fought the feral pokémon side by side… though you were a human, you were a natural fighter. I've never seen anything like it. We had our arguments; if you would believe it, you were the one to always be impatient, wanting to keep moving," Grovyle said, laughing. H laughed too.

Then she sighed and leaned her head against Grovyle. Grovyle looked down, surprised, and H just looked up at him, eyes sparkling. Grovyle smiled, then leaned down and kissed H on the lips.

At first, H stiffened, surprised at Grovyle's advances. But as he continued to kiss her, she relaxed and kissed him back. Grovyle was in heaven. When H had been a human, it was easy to explain his feelings as natural pokémon-to-trainer/partner. But now that she, too, was a pokémon, indeed, even a Treecko, he couldn't help himself. He was in love with H.

There was a slight noise from behind them, and then someone gasped. Grovyle and H broke apart to see Cynda staring at them with wide eyes. The said Cyndaquil broke into a grin, giggling madly. "H and Grovyle! You've been bad! You guys didn't tell me you liked each other!" she exclaimed, still giggling.

Both Grovyle and H flushed, their light green cheeks deepening to dark forest green. Then H said, "Oh for crying out loud, Cynda! You had to have noticed it, in the future!" Grovyle frowned, confused. He hadn't noticed anything… but then he'd been leading the two out of danger the entire time.

But Cynda giggled and said, "Well, yeah! You couldn't take your eyes off of him!" Grovyle flushed again, but H just grinned and kissed him again.

"That's right!" she said. "I couldn't keep my eyes off him then, and I'm certainly not going to now!"

"That's my girl," Grovyle purred, and they kissed, making Cynda gag behind them.

"Hey, if you don't like it, go find your own Quilava!" H mumbled, still kissing Grovyle. Grovyle just laughed, enjoying life to the full in a world of light.

The next morning, H and Grovyle were pained as they went their separate ways, knowing that they had to do so. Grovyle began to ponder their situation as he traveled towards Limestone Cavern. He hadn't yet told H or Cynda that; after they restored time, every pokémon from the future, including H and Grovyle, would disappear.

Grovyle didn't want to tell Cynda, for he feared that Cynda was too close to H to accept it. He feared that Cynda wouldn't want to restore time once she found out that her friends would disappear. But there was no time to tell H without Cynda around. H knew Cynda better than he; it was her call whether to tell the young Cyndaquil.

So he'd have to find some time to take H aside and explain things to her without Cynda around. Grovyle sighed. It wasn't as if he wanted to disappear himself, but he had already swore to himself and everyone back in the future that he'd give his life for this mission. And so had H, though she didn't remember. It was with those thoughts that Grovyle entered Limestone Cavern the next day, once again resolved to solve the planet's paralysis.

A/N: SO yeah there it is! I hope you liked it! Cya around the site!