Disclaimer: I do not own Pokèmon, nor any of the characters in it (though it would be cool if I did…)

Warning: Story may contain some mild sexual themes, blood, and foul language! (You know. All the sexy story stuff! :D ) Anyway I hope you enjoy! (And this is my first REAL fanfic so excuse me if it sucks! Sorry!)

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Chapter 1: An ObNOXIOUS New Roomie

"And that's not even the worst part-" I said to the short brunette sitting across from me, shaking her head every so often to signify she was still listening, "Not only did I dislocate my shoulder and fracture my knee dodging that attack, that goddamn Rhyperior's Hyper Beam blew a fucking hole in my wall and took out about 60% of my house!"

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, a look of extreme worry on her face, "Are you OK Matt!?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little at Roxanne's concern for me. But I guess it couldn't be helped, we have been friends since we were kids, and we are going to the same college so we were obviously close. I just stared at her for a second, taking in the look on her face before putting in in a mental vault. This was just too priceless and sweet to forget anytime soon.

Roxanne and I have been friends forever, but I was still slightly older and taller than her. She was 19 and stood 5' 7" and I was 22 and stood 6' 1", so the age and height gap wasn't sever. I always enjoyed myself when she was around. She was smart, cool, and best of all, PUNNY! If she used Poison-types instead of Rock-types I could swear she was just me with tits! But I could be lost in my thoughts for too long so I had to get back to the task at hand.

I opened my mouth "Yeah, I'm fine now. I'll just be walking with a little limp for a bit, but I should be good as new in a few days… I wish I could say the same thing for me house…" I replied with a small frown slowly creeping onto my face.

"The repairs won't be finished for months, maybe a year and I have no place to go during that time… This is a sad day indeed. Welp-" I said a little defeated, " I guess I'll go find a comfortable bench to sleep on." I rubbed the back of my head, giving a small, awkward laugh.

When I looked back at Roxanne she was staring at me. Hard. If I didn't know any better I would say she was trying to peer into my soul, or make my head explode. And she just stayed that way for what seemed like minutes (even though in reality it was only… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… dahdahdahdahdah… 12 seconds).

After the long, awkward pause Roxanne finally broke the silence. "Maybe." She mumbled so quietly I could barely hear her. "Just maybe…"

I looked at her in confusion. "Just maybe what?" I asked. My voice seemed to snap her back to reality because she shot up a little shocked.

"Hmm? Oh, sorry!" She said ever so slightly flustered, "I was just thinking about something."

"Well there is a first time for everything!" I immediately replied, chuckling.

This seemed to break some of the tension because we both started laughing. I'm happy about that. I'm the guy who always tells jokes (sometimes at inappropriate moments), tries to break tension/ sadness/ anger/ etc. with laughter, and usually copes with difficult situations by smiling and laughing (which can be freaky and aggravating to both me and the people around me. The last funeral I was at I had a toothy grin on me the whole time and laughed at random moments… Yeah it was really bad…). So seeing Roxanne smile and breaking the tension of the situation really made me glad.

After that me and Roxanne hung out for a few hours before heading off to college together, smiling the whole walk there. We were attending Rustboro University, a pretty prestigious school for the people of just above intellect. It was a great school. It was large, had a lot of clubs and activities, great food, good education, it had it all! But just for an added bonus the students here were all super nice, and the boys and girls were all good looking! (And for the record, I am not attracted to the dudes. A guy can call another guy hot and not be attracted to him OK!?).

The school day went flying by, and I had done the same thing I did almost everyday there. I studied Biology (my major), geography, calculous, and then there was just the regular Pokemon training we had during the last quarter of the school day. And I enjoyed my studies but I have to say the battles are the only thing keeping me sane at times. Normally doing this routine daily would drive a man mad, but not me. The battles were always fierce and explosively entertaining… at times. I am the toughest trainer at my college. For a guy who only has 4 Poison-types I am surprisingly difficult to defeat. No trainer has ever beaten more than 2 of my Pokemon, and even then they only K.O my weaker Pokemon and I am not trying that hard, but then there are times when the battles aren't completely one-sided and someone gives me a run for my money. But that doesn't happen often.

After classes ended I met up with Roxanne at the front gate and we started walking together. It then hit me shortly after that I had nothing to walk TOO! My house was wrecked. But before I could even mention that fact Roxanne opened her mouth.

"Again Matt I'm sorry about your house-" she stated glumly, but she then perked up for some reason unknown to me, "But I think I know of a place you can stay!"

My eyes widened in shock. I quickly blurted out "R-r-really!? W-where!?"

Roxanne giggled before looking straight at me. "It's a surprise. Just follow me!"

Me and Roxanne walked a few miles down an unfamiliar road (to me at least) before she suddenly stopped in front of a large 3 story house. She dragged me inside and told me to wait on the couch, and so I did.

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Little did I know this is where things would take a turn for the worst(?).