A/N: Song is "Rewind" by Pillar.
Ages 16+. A really dirty and dark chapter, but a much needed one. Explains a lot here, and actually is somewhat 'revolutionary.'
A nod to Poker Night at the Inventory, one of the cheapest games I have ever played.
{- BU-M -} 0.5 dash.
o-o-o
"Will you... marry me?" was Jobe's shaky request.
Kayla tried to make it as dramatic as possible. "Ohh... yes, I will... I will." she said, tearing up for real this time, and hugging him tightly.
He had trouble standing up after all this was going through his head. "Whoa... I need to sit down..." he said, claiming a seat on her bed.
She couldn't help but giggle. "You know what you just did, right? You-"
"DAMMIT!" Kayla was interrupted by Matt yelling out. It sounded like he broke his arm or something.
"I'll be right back. Make sure to breathe..." she said, getting up and going downstairs.
Jobe was still a nervous wreck. He couldn't hold his arm out straight without looking like a man who had Parkinson's disease. I need to... think about what just happened here...
o-o-o
Way over in Unova, the Payton's had just gotten home. Kenny had already left for the plant, but Shannon had some stuff to take care of at the house.
She got onto the computer, after he had set it up for the video cameras. She opened the program, and a screen came up, showing each bedroom, all 16 with the exception of one: the master. The one that Shannon and her husband would've stayed in. Darn... I KNEW this thing had a loophole. She thought to herself. Besides that fact, though, the program was pretty nifty. It had full audio support, so she could hear what was going on inside the rooms. It also had the option to record what she saw, instead of live feed. Actually, it wasn't quite live, it had an hour delay, due to the time change between regions.
She watched it for a little bit, before getting bored and minimizing the window, going back to doing laundry.
o-o-o
Jobe was trying desperately to think about what he just did. I hope she doesn't take this seriously... He heard Kayla walking back upstairs. He trembled.
Before he could say anything, she ran up and jumped into his lap, giggling excitedly.
"I just have one thing to say: thank you." she said, cuddling into his chest.
"Thank you? What did I do?"
"You just made me the happiest person in the world. I will get to spend the rest of my life with the only person I want to." She was really laying it down.
Jobe swallowed hard. "Uhh... me too..."
She stopped. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, really. Just... don't take this on too fast, okay?"
"Too fast? What do you mean?" she questioned.
"Well for one thing, we're not married yet. Still boyfriend and girlfriend." he said.
Kayla bit her lip. "Ohh, no. We're more than that now. You're my fiancé now."
That word sent a chill like no other down Jobe's spine. He had no response to that.
She giggled. "Don't worry, nothing is really going to change. Yet."
"I still don't want anything to happen right now..." he mumbled.
"Alright, I can understand part of why you don't. Cause of the... consequences. Well, is there another reason why? Because the only thing that's stopping me now is you."
"I'm not really sure. I guess... I guess I don't want to feel that type of pain right now..." he said, looking down.
Kayla was puzzled. "Pain? What're you talking about? Wait... you think it hurts? Is that it?"
He nodded slowly. "Yeah, I don't want to hurt either one of us. I'm kinda surprised you would want to."
Suddenly, Kayla just burst out laughing. Jobe didn't see what was so funny. She continued for a few more seconds, then calmed down. "I'm sorry, Jobe. That was just hilarious. You really think that? Oh boy... if only you were willing to do it now, I would prove you wrong so bad you'd be laughing."
"W-what? It... doesn't hurt?" He was astonished.
"Of course not! It's one of the best feelings in the world! There is nothing else like it. I don't know exactly what it feels like, but it's not hard to find out. Either ask Matt, daddy... no wait, don't ask dad. If you do, he might get the wrong idea. You can search it up on the internet, cause you're over 18 now." she said, winking.
He shook his head. "That's okay... I'll wait."
Kayla reacted to that a little weird. "Oh... how long?"
"I don't know. Not anytime soon, at least after we get married." he said, shivering.
"Tomorrow? Can we get married tomorrow?"
"What? Why so soon?" he asked.
She took a breath. "You don't understand this, but... you know how I haven't done it before? Well all my high school friends... did it before they graduated. Here I am, 2 years out, and I'm still... well, nevermind. After I found out about that, it drove me crazy, because mom and dad thinks it's wrong to do it before you're married. But all my friends were telling me all about it and stuff, and it was driving me up the wall. You know my old boyfriend? He almost forced me to do it. Almost. He was mean... I hope if I see him again, it'll be with you."
Jobe listened to what she was saying, but didn't fully understand it. "So... you were jealous? Well that's good that you listened to your parents like that. I'm... kinda surprised you did. But now, you're sick of it, even though you haven't seen your friends for a while. So you want to get married, and get it over with?"
"Eh... yes and no. That's not the only reason I want to get married, though. Remember what I said about that law? My parents couldn't -and can't- tell me what to do anymore. I'm finally just like you, now." she said, hugging him.
"Yeah, but can't they just kick you out, and not support you with money anymore? I know you don't want that."
"Even if they did, I wouldn't care, cause I've got you. You are the real reason I want to marry you, else it wouldn't be you. All the other stuff is just a bonus." she said.
Jobe sighed. "This is too confusing. I never should have listened to you. I cracked and let myself do this, now I'm stuck."
"No no, it's all good now. Stop being so negative by looking at the downside. Cheer up. It's not a dreadful thing. Cause now everything will be different. The way you and I will talk to each other, it's going to be different. But it'll be the good kind of different."
"Still makes no sense. Going way over my-"
Jobe was interrupted by Matt again, belting out a loud scream. Kayla sighed, then went over, closed and locked the door. "Don't worry about him, he's a clown. It's just you and me right now." she said, reclining back on her bed.
The way she laid down, gave Jobe a somewhat undesirable sight. He turned away, trying to keep his mind off of it. "Kayla... your dress is a little too short to be lying down like that."
"What is wrong with you? I tell you what: you have too much self-control. Let yourself have some fun once in a while. C'mere, let me show you something." she said, trying to lure him in.
"Nah, I'm good. I'm kinda getting hungry again, that pizza didn't go very far." he said, trying to find a reason to leave.
"You're not going anywhere." she said, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him back next to her. Then she moved on top of him. "See? You can't move. Why would you want to?"
He squirmed under her weight. "Kayla... don't..."
"So you hate this so much? Let's just see how much you 'hate' this..." she said, slowly grinding on him.
"Eh..." he groaned, feeling uncomfortable again.
She smiled seductively. "Ooohhh, Jobey likes this, doesn't he? Just scared to admit it, aren't you?" she said in a smooth voice, leaning over to kiss him.
Jobe almost didn't try to resist. He was mostly letting her do this for herself, not him. Oh man... this isn't good, but... damn. It doesn't hurt like I thought it would... Although it probably wouldn't take much to change his mind now.
She kept grinding him for a few more minutes, then she suddenly slowed down. Finally, she's done. Wait a minute... She moaned quietly.
"Kayla? Are you okay? You look like you're in pain." he asked.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing was heavy, and her teeth were clenched. "No... I'm... fine. I, ohh..." she said, gasping.
She remained that way for a good 20-25 seconds, then collapsed on top of him. "Oh... my... God... that... ugh..."
"Are you sure you're okay? You sound like you just ran a marathon or something."
She smiled weakly. "You... could say that... Oh no..." she said, looking down at his pants. "You might wanna... go change now... I'll meet you downstairs."
Jobe waiting for a few minutes, then shrugged, walking out of her room. "Shut the door behind you..." she said.
"JOBE! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Matt yelled from the first floor.
He sped down the stairs, expecting a fire or something. Matt was just lounging on the couch, relaxed as could be. "So what happened in there? C'mon, tell me. I'm clean."
"Umm... nothing happened. We just talked... that's it. As always." he said.
"So you still can't get it, then. But which one of you is saying no? It's gotta be you."
Jobe was starting to get tired of this. All the time, that's all the conversations were about. "Alright, I don't want to talk about this. I'm going up to change." he said, starting to walk upstairs.
"Fine, whatever... holy crap man, what'd you do, piss in your pants?" he said, pointing below belt.
"What?" Jobe said, glancing down. There was a wet spot right at his crotch, where she had been grinding him. "Oh, snap. I really gotta change now."
"You aren't potty trained, Jobe?" he said, laughing.
He grunted, heading upstairs to his room, and shutting the door. He ripped his pants off, and took a look. What is this? He said, putting his nose up to it and taking a whiff. He pulled back, it smelled slightly sour. Eh... before tossing the article of clothing onto the floor. He reached into his bag and pulled out some comfortable shorts, and put them on. But before heading out, he stopped for a second. Wait a minute... His underwear wasn't wet. Whatever that was, it was hers... eww... he thought, trying not to think about what that mysterious fluid could be.
He headed back downstairs, noting Matt was gone. He took his place on the couch, and felt it wasn't even warm.
Jobe sat and watched TV for a few minutes, then heard a door shut upstairs. He thought it was Kayla, but it was Matt, coming out of her room.
"Hey man... just found out what happened... lance, I tell you what..." he said, shaking his head.
"Wait a minute here... She was the one who did that. Not me, I had no intention of that happening, trust me." he said, hoping Matt wouldn't get mad.
Matt smiled. "Heh... why didn't you go all the way?"
"Uhh... what?"
"Man, if you can go that far, you may as well go the whole 9 yards... again, one of you stopped the other... who was it?" he questioned, sitting down across from him.
Jobe bit his lip. "I guess it was... her. She kinda, collapsed. Breathing real heavy and stuff. I mean, I didn't want it to continue at all anyway, but she was... I don't know." he shrugged.
"Whoa... snap... you got closer than I thought. I know you now. I don't quite see why you're restraining yourself... I mean, really, Jobe? You're a jerk for not doing her yet. Seriously. Times have changed, things are different. It's okay now."
"Okay, can I tell you the honest truth? I thought it hurt at first. Bad. Like hurt her more than me, which is why I couldn't think of why she would want to do it too. But then I must've mentioned it to her, and she laughed at me. So does it really hurt? Because I won't... and can't hurt her." he said, sighing.
Matt nodded. "I'll tell you the honest mumbo-jumbo too. Yeah, it's gonna hurt her, just because it's the first time. It'll go away after a little bit, and then hoo boy, it's a hell of a thing to experience." he said, smiling.
Jobe was somewhat relieved, but wasn't sure if it made him feel better. "See, then I don't want to. Forget it then."
"So let me get this straight: You're gonna put Kayla through more trouble with her trying to get you convinced, potentially breaking her heart when you say no, when you could walk up there now and do the job, and get the hard part over with. Tell me what makes sense here."
He thought for a second. "Why did you have to put it that way? Now it looks like there's no other choice."
"You tell me." he said.
"I guess... I guess it would be better for her to just get it over with, if she's that upset over it. But I still don't feel comfortable with it..." Jobe admitted.
"FINALLY! I got you to say this. She couldn't do it in the past 2 months, and it only took me 5 hours. Now listen: I want you to go out with her somewhere for dinner tomorrow night, cause you didn't get to earlier, thanks to me. And when you come back, you're gonna get lucky. Real lucky, trust me."
Jobe shook his head. "Nope. I won't, cause I know for 100% I am not doing anything till -and if- we get married."
"Pshaw! Forget all that crap. You're already engaged, close enough. Yeah, she told me that part. Don't worry about anything, I'll get you guys all set up."
"No, you don't understand. I'm not doing it." he said, crossing his arms.
"Alright. Don't go to dinner, go to a chapel. Get married. Then come back, and rock on." he said.
Jobe was taken aback by that one. "This soon? Aren't you supposed to wait a couple months?"
"Screw that. Go on, get upstairs and tell her." he said, gesturing to Kayla's room, which was still closed. "Well? Man, take a backbone, wouldjya? I mean, really..." Matt said, dashing up the stairs.
Jobe started to shake, realizing what he had just done. Gotta be a way out of this... He desperately tried to think of a way to work around this, but didn't look too bright right now.
He waited a few more minutes, then heard Matt come back down the stairs. "Aight... here's the plan... well, I already told you. She screamed a little, then started breaking out in tears. Happy tears, mind you. So you're all set, for tomorrow night." Jobe took a deep breath, and sighed. His fate was sealed.
o-o-o
"Everytime I see your face, up in here, up in here..." a man sang, finishing up his work. He just had to clean up, and he was done for the day. Right as he started, there was a quite tap on the wall, from the outside, followed by an explosion. The man flew back, almost hitting one of the machines that was behind him. "Hey, what the?" he said, trying to see what had caused the boom. Amidst the smoke and fire, there was a floating figure, almost indescribable, that seemed to be the source.
o-o-o
Shannon had just finished cleaning up the plates from dinner, when she decided to take a look at the camera setup again. Nothing extravagant happened, until around 8 PM or so. It was in Kayla's room, when the couple walked in. She played it back in fast-forward, to go through several hours in a couple of minutes. Nothing seemed different, until Kayla laid back on her bed, and pulled Jobe down with her. Mrs. Payton paused it, and turned the volume up a bit, then played it back at regular speed.
"You're not going anywhere." Kayla said, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him back next to her. Then she moved on top of him. "See? You can't move. Why would you want to?"
Jobe squirmed under her weight. "Kayla... don't..."
"So you hate this so much? Let's just see how much you 'hate' this..." she said, slowly grinding on him. Shannon's jaw dropped.
"Eh..." he groaned.
She smiled seductively. "Ooohhh, Jobey likes this, doesn't he? Just scared to admit it, aren't you?" she said in a smooth voice, leaning over to kiss him.
It didn't look like Jobe was doing much to try to resist. His face showed mixed emotions: it almost looked like he was in pain, yet in pleasure at the same time.
She kept grinding him for a few more minutes, then she suddenly slowed down, moaning quietly.
"Kayla? Are you okay? You look like you're in pain." he asked.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing was heavy, and her teeth were clenched. "No... I'm... fine. I, ohh..." she said, gasping.
She remained that way for a good 20-25 seconds, then collapsed on top of him. "Oh... my... God... that... ugh..."
"Are you sure you're okay? You sound like you just ran a marathon or something."
She smiled weakly. "You... could say that... Oh no..." she whispered. "You might wanna... go change now... I'll meet you downstairs." Mrs. Payton gasped.
Jobe waited for a few minutes, then shrugged, walking out of her room. "Shut the door behind you..." she said.
She couldn't believe what had just happened. What? She just... no. This has got to be a trick...
o-o-o
Kayla never came back down that night. He and Matt stayed up, watching stupid people fall down off of roofs and removing their chance of another generation behind them. After a while, Jobe went on up to bed, but Matt stayed up, until who knows when.
In Jobe's room, he had just changed and gotten into his bed, when he heard his door slowly open. He kept his eyes closed, to pretend he was asleep. As if he couldn't tell who it was anyway.
He heard her slide into his bed, and creep up right next to him. "Psst... Jobe? You awake?" Kayla whispered, nudging his arm.
"Yes. What're you doing here?"
"Aren't you more worried about other stuff right now?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "Not really. You feel better?"
"Much better. Do you? I'm sure listening to Matt rattle you off like that didn't make you feel too good." she said.
"Eh... he's okay. So... um... you told him all that?"
Kayla nodded. "He came in there saying he just found out something secret about you that I didn't know, but he would only tell me if I told him what happened. So I did, and it turns out you love Shuca berries..."
"Uhh... how did he know that? Eh, nevermind. I wish you hadn't told him..." he said.
"Oh, come on. You can trust him. Soo... you tell me: what did he ask you about? She said, trying to act like it was a casual question.
Jobe sighed. "Do we have to talk about this stuff all the time? It seems that that's all that matters right now. Well, I guess it is somewhat important, but it's not as much as enjoying our time here. Partially alone."
"I don't know... probably not. I'm sorry, I'll stop talking about it..." she said, looking down. "You're right, we should just be enjoying the time that we do have here. I'm not sure when we'll have to go back home, mom is supposed to call us. But anyway... so are we going to go eat dinner tomorrow night? Cause we didn't get to last night."
"Well..." he swallowed hard. "Uhh... yeah..."
She smiled. "He told me that too. We'll get dinner after the main event."
Jobe sighed, then turned on his side, facing the wall. As he started to think about it, he really wasn't looking forward to tomorrow, a first for him.
Kayla looked at him for a second, then shook his arm. "You going to sleep?"
"Nothing else to do. Middle of the night, tired, yeah I'm going to sleep. At least I'm going to try." he said, not moving at all.
"Ohh, there's... nevermind. What do you mean, try? Nervous about tomorrow?" she said, poking him in the back.
He was in a bad mood now. "Stop it. No I'm not nervous, I just feel like I'm being pushed around right now, and I don't like it."
"Pushed around? Oh, because of Matt?" Jobe nodded. "You know it's just you and me. He doesn't have anything to do with this. We can kick him out if you want to, he's used to it."
"No, you wanted him to stay. And yes, this whole fiasco is sorta his fault."
"Mmmm... not quite, honey. If you really didn't want this to happen, you would have said or done something. He is not forcing you to do anything... I am." she said, giggling. "No, just kidding. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, even if it's for me or whatever. Don't do something you don't want to just for me."
He shook his head. "I... ugh..." he said, before pulling the covers over his head.
Kayla quickly ducked under too, and put her hands on his back. "No no... fine, we won't do anything tomorrow... okay? Just forget about everything, and hold me..." she whispered in his ear.
"No, if you really want to do this, and I guess I do too, then let's just roll with it. C'mere..." he said, turning around and pulling her into an embrace.
She laid there for a minute, feeling secure in his arms. "Hey wait... will you let me try something?"
"What is it?"
"I was looking up stuff online, and I saw some tricks on how to turn a guy on... and, I wanted to see if they'd work. Cause if I did it on Matt, that would just be creepy..."
Jobe couldn't help but chuckle. "Eh, fine, but don't be surprised if I fall asleep while you're doing... whatever. And don't get carried away."
"I can wait a whole 24 hours now. And trust me... you won't fall asleep. You might just stay up all night." she said, sitting up in the bed. She removed the covers from both of them, and moved over to sit on top of him again. "No it's not what I did earlier..." she said, laying down on him, face-to-face.
Jobe closed his eyes, and felt her lips caress his. "Is it working?" she whispered.
"Not sure what I'm supposed to be feeling here..." he said.
Kayla sighed, then put her head behind his head, lifting it up closer to her. "Tell me what this feels like..." she said, slowly sliding her hand up and down the back of his head.
"It... tickles..." he said, a chill going down his spine. The feeling was strange, Jobe no longer felt like he was in the beach house, instead like a spa, being massaged through his whole body.
Only when he heard a voice, did he come back to reality. "Tickles? I saw you shiver. Okay, how about this?" she said, stopping. "No, I'm not gonna do that right now... nevermind. Sorry." followed by her laying down next to him.
"What was it? I was kinda... wanting to know what you were gonna do..." he said, much to her surprise.
"Wait a minute... you... want to know? You want me to do it to you?" she asked in disbelief.
Jobe bit his lip. "Well, nah, nevermind it. Forget I said that. Let's just go to sleep, I'm tired." he said, turning to face her.
"Ahh... well, okay... me too." she said, holding her arms out. Jobe took her offer and pulled her in close.
"I love you." he whispered in her ear.
"I know you do." she said back, giving him a kiss that lasted until the morning.
o-o-o
It wasn't until 11 AM that the couple woke up, and that was to Matt, screaming his head off again.
Kayla groaned. "Morning Jobe..."
"Ehh..." he said, rubbing his eyes. "I guess it's a good one. Why did we sleep so late?"
"Couldn't tell you. But I do know that this bed feels different than when I fell asleep..." she said, throwing the covers off, to reveal that the two had less clothes on than they slept with.
"Oh my God..." she said, after looking at Jobe.
He shrieked, and snatched the covers back over him. "How... why did you do this?" he said, starting to sweat, because she didn't have anything on right now.
"I didn't do this! I was sleeping the whole time, just like you... or was it you who did it?" she said, crossing her arms.
He closed his eyes. "Good guess, but no. I know who did it. Your jerk of a brother."
"No, I don't think so. He may be a, 'matchmaker', but he wouldn't go that far. Maybe we just... I don't know what happened." she said, shrugging.
"Can you put something on so I can open my eyes?"
She didn't say anything, instead giving him a big, naked hug. "I love you..." she said playfully.
Jobe just grunted, and put the covers over his head. He opened his eyes, and saw a piece of paper sitting right under where he was sleeping. It read:
Jobe and Kayla,
I am back, and watching you.
There was only 1 person... or Pokemon... who could have left, and wanted to watch them.
"Darkrai..." Jobe said it like a curse.
"What was that?" Kayla asked him.
"Darkrai, he left a note here. And... I bet somehow, he did this. I'm gonna tell you now: next time I see him, he's dead. I'm sick of him messing stuff up here. I'm gonna kill him." he said, with gritted teeth.
She snuck under the blankets next to him, still undressed. He didn't bother closing his eyes this time. "Why don't you just give him what he wants, maybe he'd leave us alone. Or see if you can ask Wellstep if he's heard anything, you haven't talked to him in a while."
"Because I don't know what he wants, and I don't know how to get in touch with Wellstep."
"I'm not sure what to tell you anymore other than let's just ride this storm out. Or, you can let me ride you..." she said, poking him.
He shot a glare at her. "That was gross. And would you put some clothes on please?"
"Fine... she said, getting off the bed, looking around for her tank top and shorts. "I can't find them, help me look." she said, tugging the blanket off of his head.
"They're right... oh. Where are mine, too?" he said, glancing around the room.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Hey y'all? Anyone in there?" Matt said, on the other side.
Quicking thinkly, Jobe put a finger to Kayla's mouth. "Uhh, yeah, who's there?" he asked carefully. Thankfully the door was locked.
"Well I'm sorry to say this, but I think Kayla went streaking. Here's her sleeping clothes right here. Yours too. You change already?"
"Uhh... yeah. I just took a shower, and tossed my clothes out the door. Lay em right by, I'll get them in a minute." he said.
Matt paused. "Okay, then. They're there. I'll um... see ya in a little bit."
Jobe waited a minute, then slowly opened the door to see if he was still there. He quickly snatched the garments up, and shut the door.
"Aight, here's... wait a minute, yours aren't here. He only left mine. Damn it, he's probably going to your room now, checking on you. We're screwed..." he said, putting his clothes back on.
"No... don't... oh, forget it. Give me something of yours to wear." she said, digging in his still unpacked suitcase.
"Everything will probably be too big. And burn it when you're done." Jobe said, rolling his eyes.
Kayla found his swimshirt, and tried to out it on, but it was a little tight. "How come this fits you just fine, but I can't wear it?"
"Uhm... your bigger in the... torso area." he said, biting his lip.
She blushed. "Oh yeah..." before finally managing to slide it on, even though it was skintight.
"Just get dressed and leave, so I don't have a panic attack." he said, laying facefirst back down on his bed.
"I don't want to leave, though. I like being with you." she said, putting on his swimshorts, and sitting down on his bed next to him.
He shook his head. "No. Out. Go put some of your clothes on." he said, trying to point to the door.
"Hmph. Fine. I'm going to take a nap, if you want to join me. I can't eat right now." she said, walking out of his room.
Dammit dammit dammit... he thought to himself. Why does she have to do that?
A few minutes later, Matt walked in, knocking on his open door.
"Did you get lucky last night?" he asked excitedly.
"Lucky? Of course not. Just fell asleep, that's all."
Matt rolled his eyes. "Don't lie to me. Y'all stripped and slept Au-natural last night, didn't you?"
"No! That's how we woke up, but that's not how we fell asleep." Jobe defended.
"Buddy, it's okay. I don't mind you sleeping with my sister. But don't lie to me saying you didn't, when I know you did."
Jobe paused. "Okay, I did. But I know that's not how we fell asleep. I don't roll that way."
Matt chuckled. "Yet. Let's see... after tonight, you wouldn't want it any other way. Whatever." he said, starting to turn away.
"Wait! How did you know?"
"Cause I'm smart. I saw Kayla sneak into your room last night, I found y'alls clothes this morning, and I saw her going from your room to hers in your shirt and shorts. So guess who spent the night in Jobey's bed last night?" he said, sticking his tongue out. Jobe just grunted. "Hey wait a minute, you like it when she does, don't you? Alright, look. Let's talk here for a minute..." he said, sitting back down on his bed. Jobe groaned, knowing this was that 'talk' he wanted to have.
"You can only answer these question with a yes or no answer, no reasons why or butts allowed." Matt cleared his throat. "You like, or love Kayla?"
"Yes." was Jobe's slow reply.
He nodded. "Okay, do you like it when she kisses you and stuff?"
"Yes."
"Good. Now, did you like it when she was grinding on you?"
This was hard for Jobe to answer. Part of him said to answer yes, but part said no. "Uhh... yes?" he said cautiously.
"Right. How about last night? Did you like it when you woke up to her boobs?" Matt asked him.
"What? What kind of question is that?"
He waved his hand. "Just answer."
Jobe shook his head. "No. And how did you know that?"
"No? Okay, then... Why not?"
Jobe thought for a second. "Cause I just don't like it when stuff like that happens. I don't have anything to say whether I want it to happen or not, I feel like I have no control. How did you find that out?"
"Reasonable answer. But I gotta tell you something: You're not normal. Seriously now, ANY guy right now, living or dead, married or unmarried, would trade his life to have what you have. Dude, you seriously need to rethink this. You haven't seen many other girls, have you?" Matt asked him.
"Not really, none my age. You still haven't answered my question."
Matt nodded. "Then you don't know what pure beauty looks like, even though it just slept in your bed last night. There's a such thing, even though it's as rare as a Mew, there's a such thing as a perfect girl. Let me tell you something: you've got a Mew. There is not a thing wrong with that girl across the hall, trust me. Anything you might think that's wrong with her, is you. Hey, wait... I just got an idea. We'll count yesterday as your day. Today, I want you to do anything Kayla wants, and I mean anything. You'll make her happier than heck if you would. You have had control over her for the past 2 months, even if it didn't seem like it. Let her take the wheel for once. Tomorrow, if you still want to, we'll let her do the same, do whatever you want to. Deal?"
Jobe sighed. "I don't like this, but I guess so..." he said, shaking Matt's open hand.
"Good. Now go in her room and tell her all that crap. I have to go set up a room..." he said, smiling and walking out.
Jobe groaned, now realizing what pickle he had gotten himself into. Suddenly Matt's head poked back in. "Jobe! I almost forgot. No matter what, rule no.1 is, you have to enjoy it, even if it's doing laundry. You can't say anything that would make her change her mind, and this goes for her too." he said, before trampling down the stairs.
He got up off of his bed, and walked down the hall, to Kayla's bedroom door, and knocked on the door.
o-o-o
Yeah, it's done. Actually didn't turn out as dark as I thought, (or wanted it to be) and that's for undisclosed reasons. As for Darkrai, he IS back, just a matter of time for when he pops in. So... can anyone see what I'm leading up to? Huh? Huuh?
Yes, I apologize for this story not containing more Pokemon, fights, or Luger pistols, but I said at the very beginning that Pokemon came after I thought up the main story. So it's taking a back seat while the plot continues. But it will kick back in, after... well, nevermind. ;-)