I'm sorry for the very long delay, I've had a particularly busy and stressful time lately. Anyway, I hope I'll be able to get back to updating regularly. Sorry people.

As always, a thank you to Mixet, your continued support and feedback is a gift. Gary m***Oak-ish self, I like that. You know me, I always worry I might not present the characters in a pleasing fashion, but I'm glad you approve of designs. Haha, sorry for the shock, but a lesbian/bi angle for Misty just seemed appropriate – pairings for her always seem to be Brock or Ash, I fancied something a little different. Let's face it, she won't be getting any 'loving' from Ash in this story ;) I'm glad you approve though, it's a little bit different, but I think it works for her.

Anyway, thank you again, and I have every intention of continuing with this story; and you need not worry about leaving me long reviews, they're always a pleasure to read

Side note, my 'mysterious woman', just something I plucked out of my imagination, she isn't a Pokemon character, though I have borrowed some characteristics from another program. Just in case anyone was wondering.

Let's get on with the story then – this is more of a filler than anything else. I feel like I've neglected you all lately.

"Come on Gary, get a move on" He shouted up "We'll be late"

The pair had finally untangled themselves from each other long enough to wash the residue from their earlier activities away. Now, they were preparing for a dinner out, along with the fiery red head Misty.

Well, Gary was preparing. Ash had finished long ago, and was now waiting in the sitting room for his man to finally finish preening in front of the mirror. Something that he seemed to spend unnecessarily long on just to annoy Ash.

"Just doing my hair. Give me five more minutes" came his reply.

Ash snorted to himself at the thought of it. Doing his hair? His hair was always perfect, even if he'd just rolled out of bed; it seemed to look neat and presentable. He'd probably spend another twenty minutes working on the single strand he found out of place.

Ash continued to mumble to himself about the incredulity of it all as he wandered around the sitting room, waiting on the arrival of the vainest individual he had ever know.

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Gary was not, in fact doing his hair. He'd finished getting ready some time ago. However, he found himself a little distracted.

He was standing in front of his suitcase, staring at a small box, lost in thought. A plethora of emotions rushing through him – excitement, fear, love; his nerves were in disarray.

They'd chosen a somewhat more upscale restaurant for the evening's meal, the kind of place that wouldn't let you in unless you passed a certain dress code. Which, of course, meant that Gary was able to dress up, something he always looked forward to, and a chance to see Ash in something smart; which was simply divine. The urge to rip his dress trousers off and ravish the dark haired man was almost impossible to resist at times. He really did look wonderful in a pair of smart trousers. As for the shirts, well, the thought of how many he had ruined in an attempt to get them off Ash faster always made the brunette smile.

The restaurant had a certain reputation; that being one for romance. Subdued lighting, mouth watering food, faint music in the background, and an expansive floor where couples could waltz the night away if they chose to, wrapped in each other's embrace.

This knowledge left Gary in a particular situation, with a certain decision to make. That decision being, should he 'pop the question?'

He wanted Ash to be his in every way, and tonight seemed like the best chance. The setting was right, things between them were good.

Gary took a few deep breaths, in an attempt to steady his heart, and calm his nerves. He spun the box around a few times in his hand, before tucking it into his jacket pocket.

He'd reached his decision – tonight was the night he asked Ash the most important question he could ever ask anyone.

Tonight, he would propose to the love of his life.

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Ash stood in front of the sitting room window, admiring the view he was graced with. The slight dip of the sun in the sky, a grand expanse of grass and trees. With a window open, he could hear the sound of the wild Pokémon going about their daily lives.

It was only by a stroke of luck that he'd come across this property. It had gotten to the stage where he was tired of living under the scrutiny of his mother, and with a large cash prize from a respectable Pokémon competition, he had started to look for a place of his own. Somewhere he could live his life in his own fashion, without another looking over his shoulder, and reminding him to change his underwear every day. He always did, he didn't need the constant reminder.

The result – a house sitting in an isolated part of pallet, near the outskirts, large rooms, a modern kitchen, three bedrooms; a very comfortable place, though a little too large for one person perhaps. However, it could be very suitable for two people, and Ash knew precisely who he wanted the second person to be.

A certain smart arsed brunette, known for his cocky grin.

And a particularly large part of his anatomy, that gave Ash no end of pleasure.

The thought brought a wide smile to his face; a smile that grew even more when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his waist, and a pair of soft lips kissed his neck.

He relaxed backwards into the embrace, relaxing in the warmth the other body brought him, and shut his eyes. He brought his hands up, and laid them over Gary's.

"Hey there love" breathed softly into his ear, sending pleasurable tingles down his spine "I'm ready when you are"

"Good; thought I'd have to wait hours for you to finish" his voice came out soft, and breathless; there was an almost dream like quality to it. He was, simply put, comfortable and content, a fact that was emphasized by a sound he made that would remind anyone of a Persian purring.

"Hmm, have too look good for my man" again, directly into Ash's ear, with a small nip to his neck afterwards, then another to his ear lobe.

A shiver ran through Ash's entire body, as a faint moan left his lips.

Gary nipped at Ash's earlobe a few more times, before moving back to his neck, leaving light kisses as he went.

"Gary...We don't have time" Ash continued to quiver, moan after moan escaping from him, getting gradually louder as Gary began to suck on his neck. An act that was sure to leave a mark.

"There's always time babe" low, seductive, almost demanding.

Gary spun Ash around, and connected their lips in a slow, deep kiss that seemed to last for a life time. Tongues danced together slowly, as their bodies rubbed together ever so gently.

The pair lost themselves in the feel of each other, all thoughts of dinner gone from their minds.

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Now showered and changed, Misty was making her last few preparations before she set off for the restaurant. Up market, from what she'd heard, but very reasonably priced.

She'd selected something a little different for herself, in terms of outfits. A long black dress, with a split up one leg, and simple golden embroidery around the bottom and the neckline, though bust line may have been more accurate, she thought to herself. It was very low cut, sure to draw the eye of more than one admirer.

This was one of the rare occasions where she opted to have her hair down, simply straightened, with no fanciful designs or adornments. With the addition of a small necklace and a bracelet, the outfit was complete. With a matching pair of black heels of course, and a light touch of makeup.

Misty looked at herself in the mirror one final time, before concluding that she was happy with her efforts. She picked up a small black handbag on the way to the door, before exiting her hotel room. Only to find a familiar face waiting just outside, leaning against the wall opposite the door.

"Hey there Red, going somewhere?"

That almost cocky tone brought an involuntary smile to Misty's face. There was something about her mystery woman that stuck with her. Maybe it was the looks, maybe it was the sheer confidence she seemed to project.

Misty pulled the door shut behind her, whilst still facing the black haired mystery.

"Yeah; going out for dinner with an old friend and his boyfriend" Her mouth twisted down ever so slightly at the word 'boyfriend' "I like finery as much as the next girl, but I couldn't stand dressing like this every day" she indicated her attire with a wave of her hand.

The woman pushed off from the wall, and took a step towards Misty, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Well Red, it's a shame you don't" Her tone was confidant, and seductive "You look pretty fucking hot too me"

Misty's mouth flapped open in shock a few times. She wasn't used to people coming on so strong; that was her role. But when faced with this dark haired beauty, there was little she could do but allow herself to be washed along with the tide. And it excited her.

After a few moments, Misty gathered her usual confidence, and returned the seductive smirk.

"Well, if it's for you, then I'm sure it can be arranged"

The woman chuckled in response; the sound was warm and as alluring as the rest of her. The posture, the ice blue eyes, the clothing, everything about her screamed sex and confidence.

"Come by my room later, maybe we can get that drink" She winked at Misty, and walked away from her, hips swaying in a fashion that could only be called over exaggerated.

Misty swivelled her head as the woman walked away from her, eyes fixed on what looked like a very pleasant backside. She licked her lips briefly, before calling out a question to her mystery woman.

"What's your name?"

The woman stopped, and turned back to face Misty, the smile still present.

"Lexa. My name's Lexa"

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X – The dinner – Misty finds out Gary has quiet; Gary shows Misty the ring

X – mystery woman may show up (based off of Lexa from Mutant X)

X – song – use "Just a Kiss" - after dinner dancing (bit of romance)

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Till next time.