Hi everyone! As usual, thanks to everyone who was kind enough to review! Remember, it's your reviews which motivate me to write. Anyways, this ch. will be mainly Yellow and Crystal's P.O.V. with a little bit of Blue's P.O.V. (don't worry, Sapph (or Ruby) will get their say later.) So, onto the story!

Disclaimer: As much as I want it to be, Pokemon isn't mine...

Blue's P.O.V.

"Beep-! Beep-! Beep-! Beep-!"

I frowned, annoyed by the incessant beeping of my alarm clock. I smacked around my nightstand for the alarm clock, trying to hit the snooze button. I finally sat up and realized I had placed it onto my desk, far out of my reach and remembered I'd put it there the night before so that I would actually remember to wake up.

"Might as well get up…" I groaned, dragging myself out of the bed and into the bathroom.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I cautiously poked my head into the connected part of the bathroom. I quickly used the toilet then went back to my room and into the walk-in closet.

I pulled on my uniform which was in a simple sailor suit design. The pleated skirt was grey with a small circle of white around it near the bottom. The top was also gray and white; the blouse was white, while the collar was grey with two bands of white and the ends of the sleeves were also grey with a white band. (A/N: I didn't know how to describe it, but it's probably the most common one in mangas. If you don't know what I'm talking about, just type in Japanese school uniforms in Wiki., you'll find it.)

I nodded to myself in the mirror as I carefully tied the red neckerchief around my neck and a pulled pair of loose white socks up my legs before heading downstairs toward the dining room.

-in the dining room-

I stumbled into the dining room after running around the house for five minutes trying to find it.

"Good morning," I said.

"Good morning Blue," Yellow responded. She was sitting between Crys and Sapph, nibbling on a piece of toast.

"Hn…'morning…" Sapph mumbled, spooning cereal into her mouth hurriedly.

Crys smiled at me over the paper she was reading. "Good morning. Sit down."

I sat at the end of the table. Across from me, at the head of the table was Green. He glanced at me then looked back down at his plate.

"Good morning Blue. Did you sleep well?" Red asked. I smiled back at him, glad that at least one person (not including my friends) was kind enough to say good morning.

"I slept pretty well."

"Really?" Gold looked up from his omelet. "I thought I heard screaming from upstairs…"

I stiffened then grabbed a piece of toast before answering. "I didn't hear anything…you probably just imagined it."

He shrugged as I looked up to see Green staring at me again. I glared slightly and he turned away.

"What about you guys? Did you sleep well?"

Gold was the first to answer. "I had a good dream." He grinned at Crys who rolled her eyes and stared intently at her paper.

"I slept like a rock!" Sapph said, finally finishing her cereal. A maid grabbed the empty bowl as Sapph pulled a plate of sausages toward herself.

Yellow nodded. "I slept soundly as well."

"Yeah…me too…" I looked toward Red and noticed how he seemed to be looking at Yellow…and blushing? I blinked, but now he was talking to Ruby. 'I guess I must have imagined it…'

"Ah-! It's almost time for school!" Crys said.

"No it's not," Ruby was looking at the clock hanging over Yellow's head, "We still have about 45 minutes."

Sapph stood up. "Well, unlike you, some people actually have to walk to school which takes 30 minutes!"

"Are you calling me spoiled?"

Sapph smirked. "Hey, you said it!"

They proceeded to glare at each other across the table while the rest of us sweatdropped. Yellow tapped Sapph gently on the shoulder. "Um…Sapph? We have to go now or we'll be late."

"Okay…" Throwing one last glare over her shoulder, she grabbed her bag and walked out of the room. Crys, Yellow, and I went after her.

"Oh wait!" All of us turned to look at Crys. "I can't tutor you today," she said to Gold.

He shrugged. "Whatever, I'm busy today anyways."

Ruby seemed to be thinking before calling out to Sapph. "I can't tutor you either. I have a sewing club meeting today.

Sapph stopped for one moment…before bursting out laughing. "Y-you're in the s-sewing club…?!? Man, I knew you were girly, but I never knew you were that girly!"

"…Sewing isn't girly!"

Sapph put up a hand. "It is girly and nothing you say is gonna change my mind about it! Anyways, I've got better things to do than be tutored."

With that she walkd out and Yellow, Crys, and I went as well. Behind me I thought I could hear Red say, "You know she does have a point…"

"Oh just shut up!"

-lunch time-

Yellow's P.O.V.

"See you guys later!"

I waved to my friends as I walked out of the dining hall. They waved back and went back to talking.

I breathed out a sigh of relief as I walked through the empty hallways. I loved my friends, but occasionally I enjoyed spending time by myself and doing the thing I loved to do most.

Sliding the door open to the art room, I slipped in and shut it after me quickly. We weren't allowed into classrooms during lunch (except for club meetings) but Wallace-sensei wouldn't mind…I think.

I grabbed an easel, a blank canvas, and a set of paints, then sat down and started painting. I don't know how long I had been painting when suddenly…

"What are you painting?"

I jumped, almost spilling the pot of blue paint all over my painting. I turned to look over my shoulder. Red stood a few feet away and was walking over.

"So what are you painting?" he repeated.

"Nothing!"

"Aw, let me see! Please?"

I shook my head and stood in front of my painting. "I don't like people to look at my paintings or drawings."

"Can't I just see for one second?"

I sighed. He certainly was persistent, I could see that. "Fine." I unwillingly got out of the way.

"Thanks!"

I stood there anxiously, nibbling my bottom lip (something I tended to do when I was nervous), as I waited for Red's response.

"Hm…It's nice…" I could hear some slight hesitation in his voice.

"But…?" I gestured for him to continue.

"Don't you think that the Spearow's eye needs a little more white?"

I looked at my painting and saw Red was right. I had been painting a Spearow that had perched on the windowsill and now I realized that the eyes looked a little dull.

I dabbed a bit of white paint on then turned to Red. "Like this?"

"A little more. Like this." He leaned over me and added a touch or two. I felt his body press against mine and blushed.

"See?"

I nodded. "Y-yeah…So you seem to be good at art. Are you taking it?"

"No." He shook his head. "I like art but I prefer photography." He pulled out a camera and snapped a picture of me. I blinked at the sudden flash.

"See?"

He held up the picture. It showed me with a surprised expression on my face.

"Delete it!"

"Fine," Red sighed. He quickly deleted it and we sat (or I sat, he was still standing) there in silence.

"Um…" I started, "…I hope I didn't bother you last night."

Red looked startled. "What do you mean?"

I sighed. "Sometimes I talk in my sleep or sleepwalk. I never notice because I'm a really heavy sleeper, but my uncle told me that."

"Nope! I didn't notice a thing!" he said quickly, scratching the back of his head…nervously? I stared at him, but decided he was telling the truth.

"Yeah…so if I ever bother you, just tell me 'kay?"

"Sure."

Just then, the bell rang.

"Oh no; Wallace-sensei's going to come back soon!" I gasped, hurriedly picking up the paints and brushes.

"What's the rush?"

I walked quickly to the sink and dumped out the murky water before answering, "Well, I'm actually not supposed to be in this room."

Red's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You're not supposed to be in here?"

"Yes," I said, putting away the easel and hiding my painting behind a shelf in the storeroom. Then I grabbed the paints.

"I honestly can't believe that you would break any rule." Red sounded like he was trying to be stern but I heard an undertone of amusement.

I shrugged, placing the pots of paint on the shelf. "It helps be from being too stressed." Hearing voices outside (meaning students were going back to class now), I panicked, rushing to the shelf with the last pot of paint…and tripped.

"Look out!" I managed to say. Red turned and jumped back, avoiding the paint, but a little of it splashed on his tie.

"Oh my Acreus! I'm so sorry!" I yelped, grabbing a towel and dabbing at it.

"It's fine; it's just a little paint! No big deal!" he laughed. A sudden click startled us as the door slid open. Red immediately shoved me into the storage room and shut the door. I waited in silence as someone walked into the Art room.

"Red, what are you doing here?" I gasped, realizing it was Wallace-sensei!

The sound of shuffling, then, "I was taking a few pictures."

"In my room?"

There was a slight pause. "The view is pretty good in this room and it has the right amount of lighting."

"Why didn't you just go outside to take pictures?"

"I wanted a Pidgey's eye-view."

The footsteps of Wallace-sensei got closer. "Why is there paint on the floor?"

Red chuckled nervously. "I accidently knocked it down…"

"All paints should have been in the closet." Now the footsteps came closer to the storage room door. I held my breath.

"I'm sorry; I took it out of the closet because I needed an item to focus on in my pictures!" Red practically yelled. I was grateful to hear the footsteps stop.

"Very well. Next time, please don't come into my room without my permission. Now let's clean this up," Wallace-sensei said sternly.

I held my breath again as Wallace-sensei stopped in front of the storage door, about to open it.

"Wait!" Red shouted, "Uh…I'll clean it up, since I spilled it. Why don't you just go get ready for your next class?"

There was another moment of silence. "Okay Red. I have to go get some papers from the teaching lounge anyways." Wallace-sensei's footsteps faded away and I heard the door open and close.

"You can come out now."

I slid the door open and went over to Red. "Thanks for making sure I didn't get in trouble."

"No problem," he said, grinning at me. I smiled back and gave him a quick hug. I felt him stiffen then hug me back gently. I pulled away and we hurriedly cleaned up the spilled paint.

"I've got to go to class now. See you later!" I waved to him and jogged out of the room. He waved weakly back, before walking out slowly.

I laughed a little as I ran to my next class. In a way, Red was my knight in shining armor…or paint-stained clothes…

Crystal's P.O.V.

"Don't be too rough!" I called out after two of the boys running after a muk.

I sighed, as I swept the ground. Those boys never listened. I was at Earl's Pokemon School, helping out Mr. Earl. He had opened up the school as a way for younger kids who weren't old enough to go to K.E.P.A and whose parents were too busy to bond with their kids to have a fun place to go to.

I enjoyed volunteering there. The kids learned to interact with gentle, mild-tempered Pokemon and I could help teach and play with them.

"Crystal?" I looked down to see Kisa, one of the little girls, pulling on my skirt.

"Yes Kisa?" She showed me her Clefairy doll.

"Mr. Jiggles is hurt. Can you fix him for me? Please?"

I laughed silently at the name of her doll before saying, "Sure." The doll's "wound" was a slight tear and I could see little bits of stuffing poking out.

I grabbed my needle and some thread and sat down on the steps of the center. "Why don't you go play right now Kisa. I'll call you when Mr. Jiggles is ready."

"Okay!" She dashed off to her friends happily. I shook my head, laughing, as I stitched Mr. Jiggles up.

I had just finished the last stitch and cut the thread when I heard a loud scream. Immediately I stood up, scanning the yard.

Running full speed through the gate was a Ponyta!

"Get in the building kids!" I heard myself yell as I ran toward the fast-approaching Pokemon. I yanked off my skirt as I tossed out three Pokeballs.

"Arcanine!" "Smoochum!" "Parasect!" All of them stood ready in defensive positions.

"Arckee, use Extremespeed!"

Arckee immediately rushed at the Ponyta and rammed into it, causing it to falter and doing some damage.

"Chumee, Mean look!"

Chumee jumped in front of me and glared at the Ponyta, sending beams of light at it. The Ponyta now stopped completely, unable to escape.

"Spore Parasee!"

Waves of spore flew from Parasee's mushroom over the Ponyta. It looked drowsy and wavered. It was ready for capture!

I positioned a Level ball on the ground and kicked it hard, aiming for the Ponyta's forehead. It hit it, right on the spot, before being sucked in. The ball shook a few times and was still.

"Good job guys!" I panted. Parasee clicked his pincers, Chumee cried out happily, and Arckee barked a few times as I returned them all to their Pokeballs.

"Good job…" I turned at the sound of a voice. Leaning against the wall was Gold. He was clapping slowly and smirking.

I felt myself clench my fists in annoyance. "What are you doing here?"

"What else? Watching you capture a Pokemon," he said simply. "By the way, I wouldn't mind if you did it again and took of the pants." He winked at me as I turned red.

"Shut up! Now tell me the real reason you're here!"

He sighed. "Well, I was actually trying to capture that Ponyta, but it got away."

"Don't lie. You know that students aren't allowed to catch Pokemon on school grounds! It's against the rules!"

"Rules, rules, rules. Is that all you ever think about?" he said, raising his eyebrows. "Besides, I wasn't catching it for myself. I help out at the Pokemon day-care center, see?"

I looked at the I.D. Gold had pulled out of his pocket and thrown at me. Sure enough, it said, "Pokemon Day-care Assistant."

"Fine. Then here," I said, handing over the Pokeball. Gold took it and let out the Ponyta. It whinnied and shook its head, but stood still as Gold inspected it.

"Geez, did you have to be so rough on it?"

"Well, I'm not the one who couldn't catch a Ponyta!" I retorted.

He shrugged. "Yeah, but she's just a newborn. Plus, I did weaken her before, but when I threw the Pokeball, she broke out and ran for it."

"She's a newborn?"

Gold nodded. "Just hatched a few minutes ago. And here's her mom." He tossed another Pokeball on the ground and a Rapidash came out, sniffed the Ponyta, and then proceeded to nuzzle her.

"If I had known she was just a newborn, I wouldn't have been so hard on her…" I mused to myself silently.

"Crystal? Can we come out now?"

The kids were all peaking out anxiously now. I nodded, "Sure. Come on out."

They all ran out, yelling and shouting after being cooped in one room for too long. Kisa was the first to come over, hugging Mr. Jiggles. Surprisingly though, she went straight to Gold instead of me. She stared straight up at him and he stooped to her height.

"Are you Crystal's boyfriend?"

I felt myself blush. Kisa obviously did not know the difference between a boyfriend and a boy-friend.

Gold's eyes twinkled in amusement, before saying, "If she wants me to be."

"Are you, Crystal?" They both looked at me, Kisa, seriously, and Gold, amused. His eyes seemed to be laughing at me as they waited for an answer. I sighed.

"Yes Kisa, he's my…boyfriend…" Mentally, I groaned. Of course I wanted to say no, but just the day before I had told the kids that we should all get along and be friends. If I said no now, I'd be a hypocrite.

She seemed to ponder this for a moment before looking back at Gold. "Will you be my boyfriend?" she asked solemnly.

"Of course," he replied equally solemn. He stuck out his hand. "I'm Gold."

"I'm Kisa!" They shook hands then Gold picked her up and swung her around. She laughed and shouted as Gold laughed with her. I could feel my anger at him fade a little at the sight.

I was interrupted, however, by a sharp whinny. Three of the boys, Alan, Benny, and Clarence were taunting the Ponyta, jeering and poking a stick at her.

Before I could say a word, Gold was next to them, having grabbed Clarence and Benny by the collar. Alan stood still in fear. Kisa was standing on the ground, watching all of this, wide-eyed.

"Never harm a Pokemon like that! You shouldn't tease or hurt a Pokemon, understand?" he yelled at the boys.

They nodded, eyes wide at Gold's obvious fury. He grabbed their heads and hit them against one another, making sure Alan got hit as well. Seeing this, I stepped in.

"Alan! Clarence! Benny! I thought I taught you never to hurt a Pokemon! Especially a baby one! Now go inside and think about what you've done. No dessert or free play for a week!"

They nodded again meekly and ran into the school.

Gold's eyes were still hard as he watched them before he looked at me and grinned. "Looks like they won't be scaring any Pokemon anytime soon."

"Gold, we never use physical punishment," I said sternly.

He laughed. "With you being so uptight, I can see why."

I punched him on the arm and he stopped. "Hey! I thought you said you didn't use physical punishment! Liar!"

I was about to protest before I saw he was joking. "Yeah well, you need someone to knock some sense into you."

"You can do that," he said, smirking slyly. I felt my mouth twitch as I was about to smile, but managed to keep a stern face. Behind us, I could hear Kisa saying to her friends, "Did you see what my boyfriend did?"

I felt myself soften and said, "Still, you were good with Kisa…I guess there's more to you than just being a annoying player."

He chuckled slightly. "And I guess there's more to you than just being a sticking-to-rules, straight-A, bookworm."

"Oh shut up!" I said, punching him lightly on the arm.

"Ow!" he said, pretending to be hurt. Then he grinned at me and I gave him a small smile back. His grin widened and I looked away, still smiling.

A/N: Whoo! 10th ch. done! Sorry if the Specialshipping was too subtle, but I just can't write Yellow's P.O.V. in a way that satisfys me...maybe I should try Red's P.O.V... Still, they're a very subtle pair (not like Ruby and Sapph), but I'll try my best! Hope you enjoyed this ch. and please review!!!

P.S. Red is going to be into photography/art, because besides Pokemon, he and Yellow need something else to "bond" over...sorry if that bothers anyone...