Experimental Romance

I'm starting to write some fanfics again after my rather dismal fail at the last one. I probably can't update too much because of schoolwork but I'll try and put out a chapter or two whenever I can. If you guys have any requests for fanfics, PM me.

And now, on with the fic


Chapter 1: The Most Unexpected Encounter

A cool summer evening's breeze blew by as seventeen year old Andrew got ready for bed. The sun had set hours ago and the fire he made in the clearing in the Petalburg woods was slowly starting to die. A wave of nostalgia came over Andrew as he sat mesmerized by the tranquil woods. There were countless nights such as these during his long journeys in the Hoenn, Johto, and Sinnoh regions. He remembered the thrill of encountering new pokemon, training his own, winning battles, participating in the regional championships. Andrew considered going to Kanto but since every single freaggin trainer goes to Kanto, he decided against it and instead returned to his hometown in Lilicove. Hoenn will be the only place for hi-

Suddenly the bushes in front of him started rustling and Andrew immediately sprang into action, a reflex that seven years of pokemon training taught him. 'Pokemon here include wurmple, silcoon, cascoon, poochyena, zigzagoon, tailow, shroomish, and slakoth' he thought as he grabbed a pokeball from his belt 'but by the sound of that rustling, its not one of those pokemon. The occasional deranged vigoroth or swallow isn't unheard of, so I can't be off guard' but the rustling suddenly stopped.

Silcence, then. "Help me"

Huh? Andrew ran over and cleared the hedge to find a girl completely nude on the ground. She didn't look hurt in any way aside from some minor scratches. Heck, she didn't even look particularly hungry or thirsty. In fact, the girl was pretty spanking hot.

"Ummm, hello?" No answer. He didn't expect one anyway. The trainer picked the girl up with upmost care, trying not to wake her up and trying not to look like a pervert in the case that she did wake up. 'Don't do it man, don't do it. You're stronger than that. She's a girl, be considerate. Don't do it'

He did it.

Andrew's eyes gravitated to the girl's breasts and so did his free hand. She was easily a C-cup. He massaged the naked girl's breast gently. Definitely a C-cup.

Andrew was not a pervert by any means, but when a sexy girl basically ran into his camp completely naked, he was sure that someone up there wanted him to get some ass that night. A sudden noise snapped the trainer's mind back down to earth which was probably for the best because any more time with a naked girl literally in his hands would probably have ended up with an arrest. Andrew quickly ran back to his tent and gently placed the female inside his sleeping bag. He ran back outside, and started to get ready for his next encounter.

It was definitely human, or rather, humans because of the sound of the footsteps. Male, most likely, or really manly females (Andrew had met a couple) and probably adults. 'I suppose this is what I'm supposed to be saving this girl from' Andrew thought.

As he awaited the men to approach, the trainer knew that something was fishy. Naked girls just don't run around in the woods. Andrew sometimes hoped that they would, but no, that just wasn't the way it is. And now a group of men are chasing after her. Rapists? If so, how come the girl didn't have any scratches on her? Pedophiles? How could a girl outrun a bunch of men? The whole thing didn't add up. Just as Andrew finished his train of thought, six burly men walked into the clearing.

For the longest time, the six started at Andrew and he started back at them. They were clothed in pinstripe suits and had sunglasses on. Though the suits didn't show it, he could tell by their faces that they probably had biceps the size of logs and 12 packs. They looked like they have never smiled in their lives; they meant business and Andrew had to keep it cool.

"Can I help you?" Simple, innocent, expected. A good start.

"We're looking for something. Did you see anything go by?" The largest and meanest looking man answered him in a gruff voice that seemed more suitable for a rhydon. 'One thing's for sure' the trainer thought 'they're definitely hostile'.

"Nothing except the occasional wurmple" he replied in a calm voice. Composure was important in these kind of things

"Then I suppose you won't mind if we look around" the behemoth said as the six of them advanced towards the tent, but Andrew cut them off

" I can't let you do that"

"And why the hell not?" the thugs didn't stop

"Because my mightyena is in heat" That stopped them alright. Even the stupidest knew that going into any sort of enclosed area with an agitated female pokemon in heat was near suicide, especially a pokemon that knew bite. "and plus" Andrew whipped out a card from his pocket "I'm an agent from the Official Pokemon League, Hoenn branch! Under articles 8 and 23 no one can examine a trainer's property without a warrant or consent from the trainer and no one can interrupt a pokemon in heat. One more step and I can have you all arrested. We're looking at double digit sentences here."

Maybe a little too snarky. Andrew was a smooth talker and an even smoother liar. Of course, this got him into a lot of trouble as a kid but in the real world, it had proven helpful countless times. He wasn't an agent, not yet anyway. He was a senior assistant, six months from becoming a junior agent and two years after that from becoming a regular agent. He would have to consult his superiors before calling any arrests but of course, they didn't know that…

But the bluff worked and the men stopped. Andrew could tell that at least two of them had cold feet and even their de facto leader seemed to get a little uneasy. 'Excellent, now I have all the cards'

"And if you don't leave this instant, I have every right to chase you off with my pokemon, and I warn you, an agent's pokemon can rival those of a regional champion's"

This wasn't a lie this time. An agent's pokemon could rival those of a regional champion's and Andrew's pokemon would probably be of a second place. After all, he was fifth place in the Johto championship and third place in the Sinnoh championship. The heavyset men looked at Andrew with sheer hatred, but it became very clear that they didn't have pokemon that would come close to champion level. 'All bark and no bite' Andrew thought 'They can scare some beginner chump, but not me'

"You better watch yourself" the lead thug said and turned to the guy on his left "you idiot, you said it went this way!" and the six men ran off

Andrew stared at the tent. Naked girl running to the forest and now six heavyset men in pinstripe suits running after her. Prostitution? Human trafficking? They didn't seem too far from the mark at this point. The trainer's curiosity got the best of him.

"Come out, guys!" the seventeen year old yelled as he released his pokemon. Agents, unlike rangers, actually carried pokemon with them.

"What now, bossman?" quipped the sarcastic Luck the Lucario

"I was just in the middle of a nice nap" complained a rather vain Lucy the Laparas

"Who needs their ass kicked this time?" asked a badass looking Alex the Aerodactyl

"Another battle? Seriously?" questioned the lazy Flip the Luxray

"…" the ever-so-cool Zen the Sableye stayed silent

"Yup, yup!" exclaimed the hyperactive Candy the Leafeon

"We're going to chase down some bad guys, Luck. You sleep like a freaggin 20 hours a day, Lucy, some exercise will do you good. No one needs their ass kicked at the moment, Alex, but I'll let you know where there are some. And no, Flip, no battle." Andrew answered

"Who're the bad guys this time?"

"Team rocket?"

"No"

"Team Magma?"

"Team Aqua?"

"No, and no"

"Team Gala-"

"NO! Now will you just listen to me?" they listened "Thank you. Now there was a bunch of guys here who were chasing after a girl"

"Oh, so they're just like you" Luck said with mock innocence

"OHHHHH BURNED!" the others mocked Andrew. The trainer facepalmed. Although it wasn't a bad thing, the relationship between him and his pokemon had always been friends.

"Just SHUT IT! Now, Zen and Candy, follow me. The others, set up a perimeter 50 meters in diameter. Make sure anyone or anything, be it pokemon or human, knows that they're not welcome. If they don't get the message, start firing hyper beams at will, now let's move it!"

Although his pokemon weren't the most well trained of pokemon, always lazing about and taking turns ripping on Andrew, they knew when they needed to be serious. "Yes, sir!" they exclaimed, springing into action.

"And the girl is in the tent! Make sure she doesn't wake up!" Andrew yelled as he ran into the woods with two of his pokemon

"You know, she'll probably wake up more from your constant screaming than any noise we'll make"

"…shut up, Zen"


Like it so far? Don't worry, lemons will come soon.