A/N: I'm not sure I like the way this one ended...but enjoy anyway

G is for Green-Contestshipping

Why did everything have to be so green? Green was the colour of grass, the colour of leaves and other various plants, it was the colour of my Munchlax, it was the colour that my rented room had been painted, it was the colour of the matching sheets, it was the colour of Max's T-shirt, it was the colour that drove me crazy because it was the colour of my rival's hair and eyes. Whenever I saw it, I was reminded of him, but I couldn't avoid it because it was everywhere. Max, Ash and Brock had left to go do some guy time or something and left me behind to look at all the green. I screamed in frustration and pulled something out of my hair. Even my bandana and bag were green now. There was a knock on my door. I opened the green door, twisting the green door handle and came face to face with even more green. He was even wearing a green t-shirt and pants now!

"I hate green!" I yelled in his face, not even caring right now.

"Whoa May, calm down," he said, backing away.

"You know why I hate it?" I continued, "Because everything is so green. It's driving me crazy!"

"What's wrong with green?" he asked.

"It's wrong because it's your colour!" I screamed, "Every time I look at it I'm reminded of you. Of your hair and your amazing eyes. I can't get away from it! I'm just about-" I was cut off as a pair of lips pushed against my own. I blinked in shock.

"What did you do that for?" I asked when he pulled away.

"You have to close your eyes when you kiss," he shrugged, "you sounded like you needed a break from looking into my amazing eyes." I gasped, retracing what I had said. I really was going insane. I blushed. Never would I have thought that I would say all that to him. He smirked.

"Fine then," I said, "I'll take a break from looking into your eyes and just shut the door."

"Wait!" he called, jamming his shoe in the way of the door, "I did come here for a reason."

"And what was that reason?" I asked, letting the door swing open.

"I was going to say, I'm tired of the colour blue," he blushed, coming closer as I backed away, "I was going to tell you that it's everywhere and I can't get away from it. I was going to say it's driving me crazy. I was going to tell you that it's because it reminded me of your gorgeous eyes."

"I guess we're both tired of staring into each other's eyes," I sighed, feeling myself backed against the wall.

"That's why I found the solution," he smiled. He leaned in closer. I closed my eyes and tilted my head slightly as his lips came upon mine again.

"Hey May, we're back," Ash called. I broke away. They were looking at us with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" Max called, marching up to us.

"What's it look like to you genius?" Drew sneered, "We were kissing."

"Why?"

"I was sick of green and he was sick of blue," I shrugged, "Drew just came up with the solution so we don't have to look at each other's eyes anymore."

"Couldn't you have just covered your eyes anyway?" Ash asked.

"This is not what we wanted to see when we came back," Brock agreed.

"Not as exciting," Drew shrugged, "I'm still tired of blue though so if you don't mind." He waved his hands at them before he kissed me again.

"You know what colours I'm sick of," asked Brock, "pink and blue, I'm going to see if Nurse Joy's tired of the colour black."

"Brock!" I heard the other two exclaim, but I didn't join in.

"You still hate green?" Drew asked; his voice low. I nodded and he kissed me again. Maybe it wasn't that bad that green reminded me of Drew. It could remind me of this.