Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Pokemon

A/N: Some characters may be OOC at times but it's for the storyline

Chapter 1

Teach Me The Meaning Of Love

"May, I've wanted to tell you for the longest time now… I love you. Will you please go out with me?" a teenage boy says nervously and bows down in respect.

"Hmm... Not bad. Pretty good for a first attempt at a confession," replied a girl sitting with her legs crossed on a bright pink sofa. She had her attention on a teen magazine and didn't even bother to look at the boy.

Seeing as how she replied back so nonchalantly, the boy quickly straightened up. "Are you even paying attention to me? You're supposed to be helping me out with my confession, but how can you do that when all you're staring at is that magazine?"

The girl finally looked over at him with disgust. "I don't need to look at you to know that you suck terribly at confessions."

"W-what?"

"First off, don't bow when you're confessing; it makes you look desperate. And adding in the 'please' makes it sound even more desperate. Ugh… You speak in a nervous tone, which you shouldn't. Be more confident; this is the girl of your dreams you're confessing to. And don't blush so much. You don't want to look like a tomato in front of her."

Surprised by the girl's abrupt behavior, the boy quickly tried to think of a comeback. "Uh, but— she's my crush! It's just normal for me to get nervous!"

"Well, don't."

"I can't help it!"

The girl sighed, "Look, this isn't the famous Drew I always see on T.V. This is like a whole different person. You're a whole different person; when it comes to May that is." She sat up and gave him a serious look. "Drew, you're always so confident when you're in a Pokemon Contest. You make a great, although cheesy, first impression to your fan girls, you've won so many contests all over the world, but you can't tell the one girl you love, how you feel?"

"But May is different. She's not like my fan girls. She actually fights me back and isn't afraid to her be herself, unlike my fan girls who are all just scream, scream and ask for my autograph," Drew replied back crossing his arms.

"I'm just saying if you want to confess to May, you're going to have to learn how."

"That's why I came to you, Misty! You're the famous model on magazines and everything! I've seen your advice columns before and all your tips on love! I thought if anyone would be able to teach me, it would be you!"

Misty kept silent, thinking about what Drew had just said. It was true that she was now a famous model. No one had ever expected it from her, but she was able to pull it off. Becoming a model didn't change her completely. There were times now and then when she acted like a tomboy, and she still enjoyed getting into little fights with her friends. The only differences were that she wore a lot more makeup, all of the newest fashions, and she was rich: extremely rich.

People who knew her from when she was a young girl would never believe how much had changed for her. Everyone knew Misty by her short orange hair, always put in a side ponytail. Now that she was a model, she decided to grow out her hair and experiment with that. As of the moment, her hair was just past her shoulders. Some days it was curled, others it was straight and some days it was her natural wave. Today was the day it was naturally wavy partially because of the fact that she was on a break from modeling. She had just finished modeling for this month's magazine issue and today was one of the few breaks she got as a model. During those breaks, she usually read her magazines they had just put together and especially loved to read her advice columns.

Everyone loved her advice, and many of her advice had come from what she learned from her previous travels with her best friends: Ash, Brock, Tracey, May and Max. However, she hadn't seen her friends in over three years, ever since her career as a model started up, and she started to miss them terribly.

Misty was so occupied by her thoughts that she forgot to reply back to Drew's statement. Drew, who became impatient with Misty's silence, playfully remarked, "Oh yeah, how could you teach me about it? I don't know if you're really that experienced. I mean you haven't even confessed to yourcrush yet. You know that Ash Ketchum trainer."

At the sound of Ash's name being said, Misty fell out of her trance and lightly blushed. "H-hey! I've been too busy with my career to have time to confess! A-and plus, I never see him anymore either!"

Drew laughed at Misty's sudden embarrassment and flicked his hair. "Yeah, right. You're just scared to confess like I am."

"No I'm not! I just… don't want him to reject me, that's all…" Misty replied in a sad tone.

"Hmph. Well maybe if you were more confident with yourself, you wouldn't have to worry about rejection."

"Look who's talking! You're the one who's worried about rejection from May!"

"But I told you, May's different. She'll be harder to get." He chuckled softly, "…because if I had asked one of my fan girls out, she would have been the happiest girl in the world, intrigued by my good looks and stunning battle techniques."

Misty growled, "You're so weird! One moment you're all shy and nervous even though you're just practicing your confession to May, and the next moment, you're back to being Drew again! All arrogant and flicking your precious green hair all over the place!"

"Haha…arrogant, arrogant, arrogant…" He sighed and sat on Misty's furry purple carpet, facing away from Misty. "That's all I'm ever described as… arrogant…"

Misty was surprised by his sudden emotion change. She got up from her sofa and stood behind Drew, worried.

"Drew?" she said in a quiet voice.

"I can't help it. It's who I am," he replied, although it sounded like he was talking more to himself than to Misty.

Misty didn't know what to say, but she did have something she wanted to ask him. "Why do you mess around with May so much?"

"I don't know… it's fun."

"Do you love her?" Misty asked in a whisper.

Drew slowly turned around to face Misty.

"Yes," he finally said.

Misty frowned and suddenly yelled, "Well then you fail!"

At that statement, Drew quickly got to his feet and shouted, "How did I fail? !"

"You don't know anything about love!"

"What? !" Drew replied in shock.

"You're never gonna get May with that current attitude you have now! And even if you do, it'll never last for more than a week!"

"W-what did I do? !"

"Just give it up, Drew! You're too arrogant!" Misty yelled as she stormed away. Drew, who was just about sick from being called arrogant again, placed his hand on her shoulder, making Misty stop walking.

"Misty…" he started. Misty turned around with an angry face.

"What? !" She screamed back.

With a serious look, Drew asked, "Can you… teach me the meaning of love?"