Alright. Day 4.

MonstersInTheMoonlight, Urkiddingrite, and Nibiru-Mul, thank you so much for your kind reviews and your request that I continue so that you may follow along. It's always nice to have someone on the edge of their seat.

Hmm... I wonder where this is going next, myself...

(Remember to keep reviewing, tell me what you like, you don't like, how you would have phrased something, what the real definition of "Yandere" is because I am an absolute NOOB when it comes to Fanfiction writing and don't watch a lick of Anime. I could definitely use some veteran advice and all opinions regardless are welcome. Enjoy Part Four!)

"Yance...may I politely ask what the hell are you doing?"

Curtis and his co-star were dining at a chic diner tucked in the outskirts of Nacrene. They had made the assumption that nobody would care to question anything about their resemblance to anything that would draw minor interest in their characters, let alone their day-jobs. However, Yancy must have forgotten to leave her outspoken chit-chat in the dressing room. She was rambling on about how Nate was finally one who would understand the mess she called "her life", and cared equally as much for her as she did him. As if that wasn't a debatable claim on it's own, she was working on the ultimate way to be able to express herself for all that she was...via the use of culinary warfare, binding, and worst of all, complete violation of any boundary that Yancy herself would have instilled, let alone the boy who was not really buying what she was willing to sell.

If there was anything the kid with the red visor let off, it was that he was certainly not pleased with how the Idol was allowing her eyes to eat at him as if he were a Castelia cone.

"Curtis, I am planning my next outing with Nate...is there an issue?"

"Is Nate dicing onions?"

"Nope. Why do you as-"

"Because, you can't just threaten him to be at your side, he already thinks you are an innocent girl, unless he stares you down like you were a Team Plasma grunt outside of work too..."

"WHAT?"

"He was clearly pis-..."

Big mistake. Yancy began to whimper softly, as a Herdier would after managing to be taken by some goon away from his home, deeper into the woods. Curtis had not intended to be so rash, but he somehow had to get the real girl with the white bonnet back. Before she drug an innocent Pokemon trainer to lengths no man would willingly just accept. Or worse, before she drug herself into the negative section of the Unova media tabloids. He could see it now. "Pop Star Goes Postal."...

Wh...wh...Why was he so upset?"

"Dunno, did you happen to do something to hack him off?" Curtis was fishing, which was something that would be a lot more fun in the river just south of Undella Town, or alongside the Hip Waders of Village Bridge, and not in the vast sea that was his counterpart's convoluted mind.

"Curtis! He ran into me!"

"He also watched you give up all of your dignity in obvious pursuit of him. It makes a guy very uncomfortable having to endure that. You knew he had a girlfriend..."

"Of course, I am his girl-"

"No, You, right now, with your innocence, hair down, and hat hiding your beautiful blushing, would fit the description of his girlfriend. Nancy the psychotic pop singer, who believes the best thing that puts a guy with a girl is a sharpened blade and a unlimited sense of false caring is who you were portraying in that interview. No wonder the guy was evasive."

"You know..." Yancy began with what sounded like, would've been an argument, but relented. "Your are absolutely right."

"Of course I am...you know what else you were wrong about?" Curtis offered his comrade a sly smile.

"I don't wanna hear abou-"

"That Rosa is a gem, Yance. Jealousy doesn't suit you. I think I'll have to see if she is available myself. That may even help you feel a little better."

And with that, Yancy didn't write off her instruments of persuasion. She needed to protect her sweet, sweet, Nate from that hug-obsessed dingbat, regardless of which hat she decided to parade around in.

"Nate, I'm using a Quick Ball on your heart. I'll even do it the right way and use False Swipe to weaken its resisting. Just like you told me to. Oh, how I adore you..."

Guess you all will have to keep reading, eh? Remember, a review a day helps keep the writer's block away!

I think Curtis will play a significant role as a character in this story, regardless of being left out of a ship. Can't say how just yet, however.

Yandere Yancy is quite tough, so I figured I would have to set it up and allow the stories to aid in my thinking for future efforts. Right now, if you didn't take my hints from today's scrawl, I am leaning towards the unthinkable. No television confidence will be used at this point. Be suspecting of change though.