EDIT: Just a few fixing up on grammatical errors. Thanks again mach68!
8/27/2011
A/N: Sorry for the delay guys, I've been all over the place and I couldn't get to this in a while. Of course, since I couldn't update this collaboration I uploaded two other Brockshots. Realizing Truth (Brock/May) & Slip N Slide (Brock/Dawn WAFFy).
I should be able to update weekly again, as long as I'm still inspired and has inspiration. Well, here's Part two of this story~ I had to rewrite it cuz the data got lost, so it's not as good as the original.
Also! I made Fanart! :D! It's to the Not Goodbye chapter. If you want to check it out just go to my deviantart page (link on my homepage).
I'd also like to thank mach68, and zflame393 for taking the time to review! Like always, reviews are the number one key to get me to work on the chapter!
~_-_-_~ Catching Up- Part II ~_-_-_~
"Okay Chansey… I need your help." Brock bit his lip sweating nervously. He held out two suits. "White? Or black?"
"Mmmm…" Chansey glanced at the black blouse then the white tuxedo then back at the black. Brock licked his suddenly dry lips as his partner judge the clothing. He needed a girl's opinion, Chansey being an exception, on what to where on a dat-
"My super date!" Brock corrects. My bad… geesh…
Chansey rolled her eyes before grabbing the tux. "Chansey!"
"Ah! This is the one?" His pretty pink Pokémon nodded and Brock grinned, tossing the other away. He made a run for the door exclaiming "Alright! I'm off now, wish me luck!"
"Chansey? Chans!" The egg Pokémon called after her master but sadly, the only response she got was the slam of the door. Chansey sighed and face-palmed. "Chan…"
Meanwhile, Brock was jogging down the street to the nearest café. Busting inside he performed a summersault and triple flipped right in front of a waitress who shrieked in panic. "Excuse me young waitress of the wonderful café~ But I would love to make a reservation… with destiny!"
The waitress blinked dumbfounded, slightly blushing. "E-eh?"
"Yes, four 'o clock would be perfect!" Brock exclaimed proudly, clenching his fist. He stood up and began making his way to a table near an open window. "I shall wait here until the time comes!"
"W-wha?" Still stupefied, the waitress stumbled after the man. "B-but sir its-"
"Perfect, yes I know!" Brock turned around and grasped the maid's hands. "The whole thing- it's simply beautiful… a wonderful dream becoming a reality. Like the stars… will be falling just for us…"
The waitress was blushing intensely now (She was a sucker for romance). "F-for… us?"
Brock, in la-la land thinking of beautifully gorgeous Lucy, nodded slowly. "Yeah… just us two…"
The maid's face was completely red and found herself speechless. Brock, still daydreaming of his date, sat down in his seat goofily. "And now I shall wait..."
The waitress never heard that though, for as soon as he let go she ran to the kitchen. She was confused and stupefied by the short, yet confusing, chain of events.
xX…Xx
Pike Queen Lucy grumbled annoyingly and rubbed her legs together uncomfortably. She just arrived in Pewter city, Kanto not too long ago and now standing in front of the date place. A café. Charming.
Right now though, Lucy couldn't believe she's actually doing this. And by this she means wearing a… dress. It wasn't anything special. Just a white sundress designed with multiple azure distorted circles. To match it she had sandals with blue laces and a straw sun hat.
And by default she wore black sunglasses. Don't want the paparazzi to sniff her out now does she? The ravage dogs they are…
She examined her reflection through the window and sighed flustered. "I really hope Brock likes how I…look."
The thought of the squinty eyed brunette made her cheeks pink. Shaking her thoughts away, Lucy walked into the building.
"Hello, how may I help you today?" The butler, who held a towel to his torso and his eyes closed, asked remotely.
Lucy coughed, "I have a reservation here-"
"Name, please?"
"His name is Brock? Former gy-"
"Yes yes of course." The man interrupted, who sighed slow and dully, "now, your name ma'am."
Lucy sighed, becoming agitated. "Lucy."
"Mmm, I see." The butler grabbed a folder of papers and strolled through them. "Yes, I believe you have a reservation with… Brock I believe?"
That's what I said... "Yes, that's about right." Lucy replied politely.
"Mm, of course. This way Miss Lucy." The butler shut the folder, setting aside, and led the Pike Queen to her table. She grew nervous with each step, mostly wondering what his reaction would be when he sees her. Let alone recognize her…
"Mr. Brock, Miss Lucy has arrived." The butler announced agent Smith style (which Lucy found very very creepy). Peeking from behind the waiter she saw Brock sitting with his elbows propped on the table and chin resting on his hands smiling contently. That and that he was covered in dust.
"Brock?" She uttered. No response.
"He has awaited your arrival since six 'o clock this morning." The butler explained dully. He began walking back to his post. "You should be ashamed of yourself."
Controlling the urge to rip out the man's spleen, Lucy sat herself next to her date. "Brock? You alright?" She brushed some dust out his hair.
Then a spark shone in his eye. Brock abruptly jumped out of his seat and onto his knees grasping the Pike Queen's hand. "Why, my sweet Lucy! You actua-ACK!"
Suddenly, Brock fell back into his seat and his head on the table. Pain was etched into his pain. Lucy, flustered, worried, and confused as ever touched his shoulder. "Brock?"
"I uh… didn't eat anything today." He blurted. Lucy blinked then sighed with a smile.
"Well, maybe you shouldn't arrive so early then. Let alone not eating anything..." She lectured.
"Wow, you look amazing." Brock was staring at the woman. "More than usual I mean..."
The Pike Queen's cheeks flushed a bright red and her fingers made their way to her hat. Way to change the subject… "Ah, th-thank you… I'm glad you like it."
It only took Brock's genuine smile to make her heart flutter, and only in a matter of seconds she couldn't help but smile back. A broken, loose, cheeky, embarrassed smile. But a smile nonetheless.
The waiter came up rolling his eyes boringly and spoke with that Agent Smith accent. "Now… what would you two like….to order…"
xX…Xx
"…And that's my dad's rock shop." Brock and Lucy came to a halt before a broken down shaft. The two finished eating at the café and Brock decided to show his date around. The already went through the city, and now he's showing her around his neighborhood. Brock winced seeing the rotting… shaft. "Or what's left of it…"
Lucy raised an eyebrow. "Your dad sold rocks?"
"Pewter rocks," Brock corrected. "The business didn't last long though."
"Well, I can't say I'm too surprise..." Brock chuckled along with Lucy. She sat on one of the boulders and crossed one leg over the other. She smiled at Brock, who stood there nervously. "I have to say Brock; I had a really great time. Best in years…"
Brock smiled happily, "I uh- I'm glad! I mean- err... igualmente!"
Lucy laughed and the Breeder's head fell in embarrassment. Still smiling, and laughing for that matter, Lucy grasped his hand and pulled him next to her. "Come here you, it's nothing to get so worked over."
Brock laughed nervously and rubbed the mane of his neck. "Y-yeah I know… I just have been on edge today. You know, a little nervous?"
Lucy nodded with a small smile. "I understand. But it's nothing to get worked over. Everyone goes through that. I couldn't get my heart to stop beating so faster toda-" Lucy flushed a bright red, realizing what she just said. Brock also was a little pink.
"I-is that an uh… g-good thing..?" He asked, somewhat cautiously. She was quiet for a moment then gave a curt nod.
"Yes Brock, it's a very good thing." Face flushed, she smiled embarrassed at the former-Breeder. Brock in return, also smiled brightly.
Finding now the perfect time than ever, Brock leaned towards the Pike Queen. Lucy, face flushed a dark red, closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly. A few seconds later, their lips came in contact.
The kiss was small, nothing deep or exotic, but overflowing with passion. As Brock kissed her slowly, he gently rubbed her bare shoulder. Lucy shuddered as excitement tingled through her body. Though this was Brock's first kiss, Lucy had a bit more experience.
And she has to hand it to him… Brock is a really good kisser.
He pulled back some to breath again; Lucy rested her forehead against his and their noses touching. Brock blinked. "W-wow.."
Smiling, Lucy opened her eyes and giggled. Yes, she actually giggled. "For your first kiss you're really good..."
Brock couldn't help but smirk with pride. "Get it from my parents." Lucy laughed.
"Well, do care to show me more if you will~" smiling, she closed the gap between them and sealed his lips with her own. Brock, smiling also, held the frontier brain closer against him as they kissed. The two shared the kiss as long as they could muster. After all these years of waiting, they're finally in each other's arms expressing their compressed emotions.
Through a kiss.
With many more to come.
xX…Xx
A man and a woman peaked out from behind a bush. They watched the scene ahead in secrecy as Brock and Lucy dwelled in their romantic kissing.
Taking out a camera, the man smirked as he took a picture. "The objective… has been fulfilled..."
The woman grinned, straightening out her maid outfit, and faced her partner. "Excellent, wait until the paparazzi gets a hold of this."
The two crawled away, to avoid getting caught in the act. The lady was laughing mischievously, while the man laughed dull and almost robotically.
-end
