Idea from: Yoshi's Kun

Alright, now that Suicide Week is over (yup, only five days, assume that, unless said otherwise, all weeks are five days/chapters long), I'd like to ask two things of you:
1) You are free to say what you like about the characters in your review to me, but I would prefer that what you say is true. If you have an insult or a compliment, you must back said argument up with an example, unless it's commonly known (Brock can cook, Misty has a temper, Ash can't multiply)
2) When you review could you…I dunno…mention the story? Please? Some people don't, nothing specific, and though I love random rants a little snippet such as "good work, I enjoyed (insert enjoyable event)" I would like some kind of…critique.

Passion

Synonyms: amorous, ardent, aroused, concupiscent, desirous, erotic, heavy, hot, lascivious, libidinous, loving, lustful, prurient, romantic, sexy, steamy, stimulated, sultry, turned-on, wanton, wistful
-from thesaurus dot reference dot com

There is something about a first kiss that is eluded to as romantic. The perfect first kiss. From the moment they get over cooties, a large percentage of the female population sits in the back of the class, chewing on their pencil and wondering how magical it would be. Lips would be warm and wonderful and they would feel like they were being zapped by electricity and then they would hold hands into the sunset and it would just be perfect, wonderful in every single way.

May had often dreamed the same, and now she was stuck in a closet with her crush. Granted, "stuck" was a loose term. They both had their pokémon and the door wasn't locked, but when you were at a party and invited to play Seven Minutes in Heaven, you can't turn them down, oh no. You must be forced into a closet and, supposedly, make out fiercely and walk out without any attachments. Apparently, from the stories she read, it was also a brilliant place to start a relationship.

"May," he said.

"Yeah, Drew?"

"You've never been kissed, have you?"

She didn't really know what to say to that. It was definitely a true statement, and her mind flashed back to those pencil-biting days, when romantic daydreams would be rudely interrupted by the teacher asking some kind of math question that she had to fake knowing the answer to. But Drew was a handsome, girl loving type of guy. He had to be! If she told him that she had never been kissed…that would be so badly embarrassing. He would laugh at her and then he would leave the closet and tell everyone else.

"Yeah, I didn't think you had," he sighed, and she heard him shuffle about. "Don't feel too bad about it though. I haven't either."

"What?" she yelped. "You can't possibly-"

"Why not?" he snorted. "Contests don't exactly free up time to go around kissing girls. Not to mention there haven't been a lot I really like. Out of the two, three girls who have liked me generally faint when they got too close. You can't kiss an unconscious girl. Well, you can, but it's a bit illegal."

She swallowed. "So…would you…"

She squeaked when her nose banged against his, a bit painful, but he managed to tilt his head to touch her lips, just for a second. It was almost strange. Lips were smooth and not hot, exactly, but cool. He pulled away a second later, and they shuffled in the dark. A moment later, the giggles started, helpless at their stupidity. He asked her if she'd like to try again, to see if they couldn't add a bit of passion, and she agreed.

Moral of the Story: First kisses are not "passionate". You won't know what you're doing. You'll be so nervous you won't even realize it until after the fact you've done it. You won't do the stupid smile think. You won't be drunk with passion. It'll be nice, and that's what you'll want to look back on when you have a first kiss. "There was this really nice guy and we just sort of…pecked each other on the lips. Our noses bumped and we both laughed afterwards but…it was nice. Yeah…it was nice."

I didn't daydream about kisses…I daydreamed about the future enslavement of mythical creatures and the rebellion that would follow. -shrugs-