Hoi!

So, if you've yet to notice, there are two main ships at the moment.

With that said, be sure to tell if you're a Dante X Azazel or a Yami X Azazel.

Nothing else to say, so...

ONWARDS!

It was late into the evening when Azazel finally decided to head outside. It was freezing cold, but she bravely pulled her jacket on tighter, closing the door behind her, before starting her walk out.

In the morning and all day, you could almost mistake the place as summer. But, at night, it was only then that you'd realize the cold winter air.

Said wind breezed right through Azazel, making her a shivering mess, before she sighed, straightening back up.

As much as the fire inside looked nice, she'd never been one to coop herself up inside. Maybe it was a thing that she'd attained from Zoroark, or maybe it was her childhood sense of adventure, but if she had stayed in that house for a bit longer, she would have gone insane.

Besides, her Pokémon were all outside. The only one she had been left with was…

…Azure.

She could feel the weight on him in her pocket, as she forced her head down, walking alone. Her leg stung lightly, but it was a pain that she'd come to ignore is due time.

Another harsh breeze pushed her back a bit, but she kept her head down, walking on until she'd gotten back to the forestry area.

She sighed, looking up t the sky, as her hand clasped around the pokeball, "Just you and me now," She murmured, "Time for some bonding time.

Right when she threw the ball up, she knew right then and there that, without any help, this was to be a real bad mistake.

But, once the electric type reared his head, she knew it was too late.

The two regarded each other, before he scowled, "What do you want, little kitten?"

His voice was deep and commanding, like a sort of alpha male. Azazel gulped, her knees quaking slightly, before she cleared her throat, "My name is Azazel-."

"-Like I care." He growled back, glaring at the pokeball, "It's people like you that make it hard to live day after day, knowing that, with one wrong move, we'd be either captured or killed because of your kind."

"You tried to kill my friend." Azazel lightly said back, struggling with the last word, "I can't allow you to kill him!"

Azure gave her a look, "Whatever." He growled, "Don't expect much from me."

Azazel sighed, glad that she still had her lungs in one piece, "So…Azure, do you mind if I call you Azure?"

"Yes."

"So, Azure; what do you like to do?"

The Luxio gave her a look, growling more annoyed as time went on, "…Killing."

"…Oh."

"Yeah."

"…You and Zach would get along real well."

"I don't care if his name's God," Azure cut in, "I'll never do as you say. I see what you humans do for fun, for sport; I won't become a pawn to that crap."

Azazel made a face, "…Look, I really want this friendship-."

"Friendship? Please," Azure growled, slowly stalking over, "Like I'd ever become friends with the likes of you."

Azazel gave him a look, but couldn't stop backing up, "…What's that suppose to mean?"

Azure smirked, "I can smell it on you, under the layers of so much more…You've met a legendary, haven't you?"

Azazel's eyes widened, "…You can smell that?"

"I might have met one," Azure said casually, before his eyes hardened once more, "But with how powerful the smell is, and yet how concealed it is…You either caught one or…You killed one."

Azazel's eyes went wide, "No, not in the slightest!"

"Then what is it?" Azure growled, advancing, "To have the smell like that, you must have tried hard to get it all off of you…Did you know we could smell it? Is that it? Trying to hide the murder of our Gods!"

"Damnit, no!" Azazel yelped, s Azure pounced for her, "I knew them, heck, I lived with them!"

"Azazel!"

"Lies!" Azure growled, taking a swipe at her, only to find that she was a few feet away, "I don't want to hear it!"

Azazel flinched at the tone, and yet, she couldn't help but wonder how he might have sounded to all other people who couldn't do what she could, "I'm not! Please, just stop!"

Azure grinned, "Pleading like the scum you are?" He growled.

"AZAZEL!"

She looked up, confused at the sound, as she looked about. She swore that she-

Just then, pain erupted, as she was tackled down. Azure grinned, "I wonder how your blood will taste," He growled, fangs much to close to her neck.

Just then, he was pushed off by a bigger dark figure, knocked right onto his side. Azure growled standing back up, as he growled down the Houndoom, "Leave!"

"No, I won't." The Houndoom growled back. He sounded much more regal, like he had lived in a castle for his entire life, "I don't think that the way you act is…very acceptable."

The Luxio growled, "Like someone like you can talk."

The Houndoom's eyes narrowed, "…Why do you do this?"

Azure didn't care, as he jumped forward, "Fight me, you coward!"

Houndoom growled, only to jump back, "I'd rather not."

"Weakling!" Azure growled, electricity bouncing off of him, before he dashed forward, using spark.

The Houndoom got out of the way quickly, before looking back into the shadows he'd come from, "About time."

Just then, a familiar pale boy jumped from the bushes, face caked with sweat, as he stood straight, green eyes gleaming, "Houndoom, flamethrower!"

Azazel had to squint to see who it was, only to have the fire type attack illuminate his face. Even if she'd only spent a little time with him, those green eyes were unforgettable.

"Y-Yami?"

He looked over to her, grinning, "Feeling hot?" He asked, before laughing at himself, "Good work, Houndoom!"

Azazel turned back to the fight, only to see poor Azure on the ground, fainted, "…Oh my…"

"Sorry, if I over did it." Yami grinned, rubbing the back of his head, before recalling his Houndoom, "Good job, Kasai!"

At the name, Azazel's yes lit up, "Kasai?"

"Didn't I tell you? That's his nickname." Yami said, giving her a look.

"You did, it's just that; I don't know." She murmured, only now realizing how stupid she must have sounded.

Yami's expression was wiped form his face, only to grin instead, giving her a thumbs up, "That's okay, really, it is." He insisted, before rubbing the back of his head, "So…You free?"

She looked around, "…Not really."

Yami let out a sigh, "Then, do you wanna hang out?"

Azazel couldn't help the bubbling deep within her, the happy feeling, "I'd love to!"

Yami nodded, "Well, let's go."

"Hold up." Azazel murmured, returning Azure, "We'll try again later." She murmured, before turning back around, only to catch Yami's expression, "What is it?"

"That…Was your Pokémon?" He questioned, concerned.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well…How do you say this…Normally Pokémon aren't that hostile towards there trainers."

Azazel shrugged, following him out of the forest, "Well, I did just catch him not to long ago."

"Yes, but still." He sighed, running a hand through his hair, "…I'm just a bit worried for you, Az."

Azazel nodded, fighting to keep a blush down, "Really?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" He sighed, "I mean, with all the crap you must have to go though…Just seems like a lot."

Azazel sighed, rubbing the back of her head, about to respond, only to sneeze. Yami gave her a look, "You okay?"

"…May be a little cold…" She murmured, tugging at her jacket.

He sighed, before his eyes brightened up, going for his bag, "…Just a moment…" He murmured, before pulling out the wanted item.

In his hand was a black scarf, one that seemed to be brand new, the shine making it almost look like leather, "I had gotten it for myself, but I don't really use it." He murmured, before offering it to her, "Here, take it."

Azazel looked the item over, about to decline, only to feel another chill rush up her spine. She quickly took it, wrapping it around her neck, before breathing out, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." He insisted, before looking around. Now it looked like such a nice place. In the morning, the place was nice, but now that it was dark, it look oddly…Nicer.

Suddenly, a question came to mine, as she gave him a look, "What are you doing here?"

"Hmm?" He asked, only to have his eyes widen, "Look, it wasn't like I was following you or anything, no, I was on my way to Veilstone city! I was heading into town at night, then I heard you out here!"

Azazel couldn't help but smile, "How'd you know it was me?"

"I can't forget the sound of your voice." He murmured, only to laugh lightly and a bit awkwardly, "I…I just…I don't know."

"Yeah, sure."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I heard the first thing you said."

The blush on his face made Azazel laugh, "oh?" He asked, voice a bit too high. Azazel laughed, as he sighed, "Look…If you feel awkward around me, that's cool. I'm…Kinda weird."

Azazel shook her head, "Better then a grouchy pants." She murmured, before smiling, "I've been meaning to ask, Yami; how long have you been on your journey?"

Yami looked up, as if pondering the question, "…I've lost track of the years."

"No way." Azazel said, mouth agape, "You've been out here for that long?"

Yami looked real uncomfortable, "Yeah. I mean, I've got nothing to go back to."

It took a while for Azazel to realize what that meant, only to have it hit her in the face, "…Oh…" She murmured in the middle of yet another awkward silence, rubbing the back of her head, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to go there-."

"It's cool." Yami insisted, smiling, "I'm not very open with people and talking and such; but for some reason, I feel like…I can talk to you."

Azazel smiled softly, the two of them coming to a stop right outside the Pokémon center, "Glad to know that I could help somehow."

Yami nodded, smiling before ruffling her hair, "Yeah…Thanks."

The two grinned at each other, standing there for a moment. The breeze was a lot less harsh on her now, not that she'd notice if she died of frost out there. Just Yami's smile alone was enough to make the whole world light up.

He's grin brightened, before looking around, "So, this is my stop. I hope we could chill some other time, but it's damn late."

Azazel was about to protest. All she wanted were a few more minutes, just some time to talk and vent. With Dante, she had to tread lightly; but with Yami…

…Well, she couldn't help but feel safe.

But, she forced herself to nod anyway, "I hear ya."

Yami grinned, rubbing the back of his neck, "So, do you have a place to stay?"

She wished with all of her heart that she could have said no. What she would have given to spend more time with her. But, at the same time, she couldn't just leave Empoleon, Lucario and Zoroark to hang out with this guy like a love sick teenager.

She shook her head, smiling; that's exactly what she was.

"Sorry, but I've got a friend that lives around this area." She said, smiling, "But thanks anyway."

Yami nodded, but it was evident that he was a bit sad, "Oh."

"Maybe we can meet back up tomorrow?"

Yami shook his head, "I've got a lot of business in Veilstone that I should have been with a long time ago. I'm sorry, I've got a lot to do."

Azazel sighed. She couldn't help but feel like this was one of those weird anime's she'd watched with Giratina once or twice, a high school drama. It was interesting, no doubt, but weird. She felt as if God him (Or her)self wanted them apart, when it was clear as day that they liked each other.

She sighed, looking up at his face, "…So, is this goodbye again?"

Yami sighed, before nodding, "Yeah, I'm sorry, but it looks like it." Yami smirked, "I wish I could have taken you to dinner first."

Azazel sighed, "Dinner sounds like it would have been good." She murmured, before playfully demanding, "It just means that, next time we meet, we go out once again?"

Yami laughed, "It's a date!" He sighed happily, only to have his eyes widen, "I mean, unless you don't want it to be a date, cause if not, it doesn't need to be!"

Azazel laughed, "Can I be honest?"

"I'd hope you can."

"I'd love to go on a date with you." She said shyly, looking at the ground.

It was silent for a bit longer, before she felt a hand on her waist, another under her chin. The hand on her chin made her look up, his green eyes so calm, so cool, so collected.

So damn sexy.

He leaned a bit closer, as if hesitating, before pressing his lips to her forehead. Even if it was brief, it was still the best two seconds of her life. But, just as quickly as he'd kissed her, he pulled back, his face red, "Night." He said quickly, walking for the door.

Azazel giggled, about to leave, only to hear his voice, "Hey, on our date, pray that I don't miss."

Azazel's cheeks brightened up red, before Yami disappeared behind the sliding doors.

Azazel sighed, turning back around, as she headed back to Jackie's house. She sighed, holding her head.

It was useless to try and ignore it at this point, her brain was being torn like her hart.

Dante or Yami?

She shook her head, only then noticing that she was back at the door. With a sigh, she pulled the scarf tighter around her neck, inhaling that smell Yami had on him, such a pleasant smell of a campfire and light smoke, before walking into the house, closing the door behind her.

Amy: Oh, that love triangle.

Me: I could have made that a love hexagon.

Azazel: Please don't.

Me: Sure thing...For now.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, be sure to leave a review, and I'll cya guys later!

TIll then, bai bai!