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Four
Release
Drew woke up first to see welcome sunlight filtering slightly through the snow covered windows, casting a golden glow on the girl sleeping on his chest, snuggled up beside him and looking so utterly peaceful.
If anyone had told me two days ago that an abandoned cabin could be such bliss, I'd ask them what they were smoking, he thought.
Sighing lightly, he closed one eye again, the other still studying her sleeping form. Said sleeping form twitched, yawned hugely and opened one eye, freezing momentarily, then relaxing as she remembered where she was.
Imagine...waking up every morning to this...
"Good morning, May. "
May jumped slightly, face darkening to an alarming shade of red. "Gyah! How long have you been awake? " It IS a good morning, she mentally added.
"Just a few seconds. " Liar, he thought.
"Mmm-kay. " May yawned again. "Sorry. Still tired... what time do you think it is? "
"Hmmm... I'd guess... 6:30, 7? Can't reach my PokeGear from here, so I don't know. I think the storm's stopped, though. "
"Oh, good! " May knew that she SHOULD be getting up, but wasn't sure if she COULD. Oddly enough, Drew was thinking about the same thing.
"Hungry? "
"Yes, " she replied quickly, and one of Drew's green eyebrows shot up. "I see... I think I have some more energy bars... if we had ingredients, I'd cook. "
"You cook? "
"Why does that shock you so? Of course I cook. I live alone. "
"What about your parents? "
Drew froze for a second, then sat up and put on his coat. "So, how about breakfast? "
May considered pursuing the subject, but decided to let it go in the end. "Sounds good. "
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After finishing a rather tasteless and uneventful 'breakfast', May was sitting on the bed as Drew cleaned up the cabin, extinguishing the fire, cleaning up ashes and all that sort of stuff, the brunette stifling a yawn as she cast a curious glance at her green haired rival.
"Why are you cleaning all this up? "
"Force of habit, plus I don't want this to catch fire and burn down. It's quite well built, and was a good place to stay last night. " He let out a breath, then tried the door. It swung open to reveal a world covered in deep snow.
May hopped off the bed to stand with him in the doorway, and take in a deep breath of fresh air. "It's nice to see the sun again after being locked up so long... "
Even though that was possibly the worlds best prison, she added silently. "Ready to go? "
Drew looked back behind him at the place where he had spent the night with May, and couldn't help but wonder what might have happened if he had kissed her last night. "Yeah.. Just about. "
I don't want to live my life wondering about what MIGHT have happened...but, still, she likes Brendan...
May stepped out onto the snow covered porch, blinking at the brightness of the sun on the snow. Suddenly, Drew made up his mind.
Screw Brendan, he swore, and caught May by her wrist, pulling her towards him. May found herself up against Drew's chest, staring into his eyes, then the next thing she knew was his hand was behind her head and their lips were locked in a glorious kiss.
Oh...my...word... May felt her legs go weak and her head felt light. Her eyes were wide with shock, too stunned to really kiss back. Then he let go, a blush evident as he tried to gage her feelings. May answered him by grabbing his shirt collar and pulling him closer, kissing him hard.
She felt his arms slide around her waist again, tighter this time, then her back was against the cabin wall, his tongue caressing her bottom lip and shivers running up and down her spine. She moaned, and let his tongue into her mouth, running her fingers though his hair and twining her tongue with his. May felt like her hormones were on fire, passion flowing though her veins like lightning, jumping from one person to the other as Drew pushed her harder against the wall, letting out a groan.
He let his hands travel up her back, then down again as May tingled under his touch. So this is what might have happened last night, the still rational part of his mind noted. The rest of him was too caught up in what he was doing with May to give a damn.
I need to almost drown more often, she thought, not bothering to fight off the weak feeling in her legs. No...I just need him... She moved her hands down his neck until she had a hold of his shirt again, pulling at it, wanting to feel his muscular skin under her fingertips, wanting to forget reality and the...
Oh, crap. The contest.
Damn you reality, Drew thought, bracing both hands against the wall and pushing to break off the kiss. May was panting hard, face flushed, and thinking the same thing as Drew.
"We...we should...get going... "
Drew leaned against the wall next to her, heart still racing as he nodded and waited for his breath and sense to come back to him. Oh, wow. Why didn't I do that a long time ago?
"Flygon can take us... "
"Ok... "
Drew released the green dragon from his Pokeball, and smoothly got on, offering a hand to May who gladly accepted, feeing her skin tingle through her gloves. Her hormones were still jumping all over the place, making her a bit tense and dizzy, as was evident when she almost slipped off of Flygons' back, of course being caught by Drew.
"Easy there. I don't want to have to rescue you again. " May knew he was lying, and she let herself relax, leaning against him. "Yeah... sure... then we'd have to go back to the cabin and forfeit the contest. "
"That'd be a shame... " He said smoothly, subtly kissing her neck.
Suddenly, Drew tensed up, spotting a white haired boy on the ground below them, a Marshtomp(sp?) beside him with a younger boy astride it.
"Drew! May! You're safe! " Max waved at them from the ground. Flygon glided to a halt and landed on the ground, an airborne Max tackle-hugging May off of Flygon's back and sending her into a snowdrift.
"I TOLD you she'd be fine, Max, " Brendan chided, swallowing and forcing a friendly smile at Drew. "She's all yours, " he mouthed as May pinned her brother in the snow. "You were worried about me?! "
Max regained his composure, and shoved his glasses up his nose, remarking airily, "Of course not. I just didn't want to have to face Mom with bad news. "
"Riiiiight... "
"You're going to be late for the appeals, May. " Drew gave her a hand up. "Be a shame to come all this way just to forfeit, you know. This trip a big old waste of time. "
He caught his drift, and stuck her nose up in the air. "Speak for yourself, Master Drew. You're going down. "
Max rolled his eyes. "Glad to see you're still the same. "
The two coordinators exchanged quick glances. Yeah... sure we are...