Still here? Cool, the plot's around here somewhere. Oh, if you're new to the story, bolded brackets represent a character's viewpoint (POV). There's only one in this chapter, but later on, I might go back and forth between characters.

Anyway, this chapter contains a rather large amount of fluff, but it's also a bit…spicy, I suppose? Fan service for sure. But, I'll let you be the judge. Enjoy!

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[Chesnaught]

Gently, a breeze passed through the green trees near King's River and knocked a few petals and leaves loose. I watched them as they blew away, across the river and then beyond. The blue water stream cruised gently along, flowing steadily down its somewhat narrow, but fairly deep, trail. My claw scratched at the ground near me as I shifted my attention back and forth between the trees and the glistening river, which was lit up by the few streaks of sunlight that made it through small spaces between branches.

"Hey, Greninja," I called. "Are you coming out sometime today, or not?"

"Do I have to?" he whined from behind me.

Slowly, I lied back and gazed at the flipped world, with the bushes and grass now a ceiling, and the trees and leaves as the ground below. Bored of it, I rolled back over and watched the bushes return to the floor, with Greninja still somewhere behind them.

"Well, I'd appreciate it if you did," I insisted. "It's kind of boring out here. Alone."

"Don't guilt me!" Greninja shouted.

"But I want to see how you look," I pressed on. "I bought you a brand new outfit—"

"Oh, don't treat this like it's the next best thing!" he argued.

Stifling a laugh, I countered, "But it is!"

He paused before he added, "Then people are dumb."

"Will you just let me see you already?" I complained.

"…Fine."

Greninja walked out from behind a tree and several bushes in a white top, a short red swimsuit, and white sandals with red straps. I stared hungrily as he strolled over to me and licked my lips as he slipped the top off. As Greninja let it drop, I whistled and gazed at his bare chest, with a wide grin plastered on my face.

"Looking good," I purred and watched Greninja's face light up, bright red.

"H-Hush up!" he snapped as he tried to pull the shorts lower along his thighs, to no avail.

"Do you really still blush around me?" I teased. "We are dating, you know."

"Oh, so, you wouldn't do that if I did…" Greninja trailed off as he walked right within reach of me and wrapped his arms around me. "Something…" he murmured while I felt his waist press up against mine, raising one leg gently against mine. "Like…" all I heard was his whisper as he rubbed his hands up my sides and brought them gently to my face. "This?" He pulled my head close to his face and I could feel the heat of his breath as the air became stifled between us. His eyes were lowered and my face burned furiously. "Now…what were you on about blushing around each other?"

"T-That's not f-fair," I protested. "You actually did…well…this."

"And you stared, Chesnaught," Greninja countered.

"I'm attracted to you!" I defended. "What, do I not look at you?"

He chuckled and slowly slid away from me. "No, you do. You just do it a lot."

"Because I am very attracted," I closed the gap between us again.

"Uh-huh," he studied me up and down, with a slight pause at my blue and green swimwear. "Huh. Longer." I opened my mouth, but he quickly added, "The pants."

"Swimsuit," I corrected.

"Whatever," Greninja shrugged as he tugged at red hem. "They're tight, unnecessary, and…well, short."

"They're all like that," I soothed, but the frog shook his head.

"These are definitely shorter than they should be," he persisted. "Are you sure you got my size right?"

"Of course I did," I passionately lied. "Do you really think I'd forget?"

Greninja lowered his eyes. "Accidentally? No," he answered. Flatly, he added, "Intentionally? Yes." Slowly, I tried to hide my face as I turned away from him, but he pulled me back around. "Ah…ha," he scoffed at my guilty smile. "Thought so."

"Ok, you're right," I confessed. "But, can you blame me?"

"…Yes."

"Your legs are so firm though!" I moaned. "How can you want to hide those from me? In fact, every inch of you is—"

"Excuses, excuses," Greninja waved his hand in front of his face. Darkly, he continued, "You definitely weren't in this for just the legs."

"Oh, no, feet too," I joked. "Those sandals are cute."

"No, these are just impractical," Greninja griped as he lifted his right leg up to glance at the white sandal on his foot. It dangled by the red strap on the top as he rolled it around. "Who thinks up fashion anyway?"

After a minute of thought, I offered, "Visionaries?"

"Is that what they call perverts like you?" he mockingly questioned as he lowered his leg.

"Hey, I'm not a pervert!" I cried out. Quietly, I added, "…To anyone besides you."

"You better not be," Greninja playfully threatened with a wink.

"Or else what?" I challenged and raised a brow.

"Just imagine that you'll be a little lonelier than usual," he teased with a grin.

"Please no," I softly whined. "These past few weeks have been torture."

"What are you talking about?" he asked. "We see each other almost every day."

"Yeah, but we haven't done anything together in over a week," I grumbled. "Rhydon's been working us to the ground lately, while you've got late night practices, and by the time we get together, we're always too tired to do anything."

"Oh no, we have lives," deadpanned Greninja. "How terrible."

"Come on," I groaned. "You're telling me you don't miss me every waking moment?"

"It's been two months, not two years," came his flat response.

My arm wrapped around his waist and brought him back into me. "So?"

"S-So we d-don't need each, uh, other, um, every day," he stammered as his blush returned.

"No?" I questioned as I slid my arm away from his waist.

Before it left him, he pulled it back. "Ah…well…m-maybe almost every day," Greninja corrected himself as he lifted his free hand to stroke my face. With a grin, my fiery blush lit back up again. His hand slid down and brushed against my furry chest. "You're so soft," Greninja murmured as he brought his hand back up.

My right hand picked Greninja's left hand from behind his back, with my left arm firmly locked against him. Seductively and slowly, I brought the hand to my lips and pressed it against them, kissing the back of his hand. Greninja shivered and moved himself further into me.

"And you're smooth," I purred and kissed a little further up his arm.

"How are you so good at this?" he moaned as I let my hot breath dance over his arm and kissed his shoulder.

"Practicing with you tends to help," I whispered, as I neared his face. Greninja waits, but I tilt my head down and kiss at an open space on his neck, under his tongue.

"Don't be such a tease," he groaned and I chuckled softly.

My tongue slipped out and I licked along the length of his. Greninja gasped and my beam returned as I slid my face up to his.

"But what fun would that be?" I murmured as I moved in.

"Well," he whispered as I neared his lips. "It's less…" Closer. "Fun…" His eyes are lowered and I closed mine. "Than…" The air between us is practically gone and his breath blew against my lips. "This."

An abrupt force pushed me backwards and my eyes briefly fluttered open as I slipped down the side of the grass and tumbled into the river behind me. My eyes shut again as the water fired up around me, with the current trying to push me downstream. Quickly, I reached the bottom and kicked myself back to the surface, launching vines from my shell to latch onto a tree branch.

Dumbfounded, I shook my head to clear the rest of the dripping water from my eyes. Greninja laughed hysterically as I felt the water brush past me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, but…I could not resist that!" he laughed as he kicked off his sandals. "You should have…seen your face!"

"H…How could you do such a thing?" I cried out in a mock tone of horror.

"Please, now…you're not trying," he managed as he finished laughing. "And you're forgetting that I'm friends with Gardevoir!"

"This definitely would be something she'd pull," I concurred.

Greninja bent his knees and placed his hands on them to get a better look at me. "Oh, you're so cute and sad at the same time!" he cooed.

"Shut it," I barked. "We were having a great moment."

"Aw, you're just mad that I pulled that off perfectly," he teased and dove into the river. I watched him go under and waited to see him resurface near me.

"Maybe you're right," I relented. "But…" With a darker tone, I added, "Let's see how you like it!"

Greninja's expression jumps from confusion to fright as I used my vines to launch me upward and throw my arms around him as I crashed down. We went under the water and I pull a stunned Greninja in close to me, still wrapped tightly into me. The current pushes us along and we re-emerged near a small waterfall.

"Are you crazy?!" yelled Greninja while I spun us around, with my back and shell facing the waterfall as we floated closer to it.

"Hang on!" I shouted, and smiled as his arms flew around me and gripped tightly.

We went over it and slipped down, forced back under the water. I felt my shell hit the bottom of the river and we rebounded back above it once again. Greninja gasped and I laughed while the water continued to pull us. He joined my laughter and we shoved one another around a bit, but kept close as we did so.

After a few minutes, I launched more vines to a nearby branch and wrapped my arms around Greninja again. He held me as I pulled us closer to the riverbank, to a shallower part of the water. Once our feet rubbed against the dirt underneath, we stood up and trudged out from the river, with the water running down our bodies.

"Ok…you're…insane," panted Greninja as he leaned against me.

"And you…started it!" I breathed out and collapsed to the ground.

Greninja followed me down and landed on top of me. For a moment, we gazed into one another's eyes as our chests rose and fell. After we caught our breath, Greninja pulled himself closer to me and brought his hands to my face. I propped one of mine on his waist and rested the other behind his head. We closed the gap and kissed, as my lips pressed against his top lip and tongue. Again, I stuck mine out and ran it across his long one. He moaned in delight and pushed himself further into me while pulling my face closer to his.

Short on breath, we pulled away after another minute and gasped for air. I let myself drop back to grass and Greninja dropped on top of me again.

"I love you," he murmured, and wrapped his arms around me while his feet massaged my tail.

"I love you too," I whispered as I rubbed his back.

Softly, I kiss him again, but it's quicker and I pulled away too soon. We lied quietly as we listened to the water run and the wind blow. Along with those were the quick pounds from our heartbeats racing, as they slowed down while we rested.

Another minute passed before Greninja broke the silence, "So, think you'll be ready to dance in a few nights?"

"Absolutely," I touted. "You'll be begging me to stop before the night's over."

"Now you're confident over it?" he asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I questioned. "Fighting and dancing are both about rhythm and I'm a pretty good fighter. It should be easy."

"Oh really?" teased Greninja. "Because if I recall correctly, you rambled off something similar when we first started our lessons a little while back." He smirked as I bit my lip. "After that," he continued, "I do remember you stomped around quite a bit, and then hobbled when the instructor came to readjust your posture."

"Sorry, was that the nice way of telling your boyfriend that you think he sucks at dancing?" I inquired and used my waist to jostle him into me.

"Come on, I didn't mean that," he soothed and rubbed my shoulders. "You were doing fantastic by the last few lessons."

"Maybe, but you did well throughout," I muttered.

"Well, I've danced before," he smiled in reminiscence. I coughed to regain his attention.

"Just don't expect this to be one of the instances," I cautioned.

"What? Why wouldn't it be?" he questioned.

"Keep your expectations low and you'll enjoy it," I went on.

"Chesnaught, we could sit the whole night and I'll enjoy myself more than whatever other parties I've been to," Greninja convinced me. "You know why? Because I'll have the best date throughout the night, and I'll still have you after. And other folks might have a romantic partner with them, but none are as sweet or as kind as you."

My blush burned up again as Greninja kissed my cheek. Still, I frowned after he pulled away. Bitterly, I asked, "Even if your boyfriend didn't present you with a huge bouquet of flowers and completely upstage the rest of his knights?"

He giggled, "Well, what did you expect General Rhydon would do? He had to ask out the King!"

"Right after me though?" I protested.

"Actually, I think he did that to alleviate the tension that sparked up after you asked me out," Greninja mused. "We're the first gay couple under the King to have a public proposal like that, right?"

"Probably," I nodded. "Honestly, I don't recall any same-sex couples showing up to the ball for the past few years." I paused and added, "Besides Nidoking and Rhydon, but they were trying to keep it a secret back then."

"Then they definitely acted up because of us," assessed Greninja.

A sigh escaped me and I nodded. "So, now we caused them to finally show the town and the Kingdom their secret."

"No, we didn't," Greninja shook his head. "They didn't have to do that. It was their choice. They wanted to admit it, or…I don't know, support us?"

"Doesn't that still make it our fault?" I asked.

"Does it have to be a fault?" he questioned and I shrugged.

"If you were to ask me, I wouldn't think so," I clarified. "But, seeing how other people reacted at the ceremony, when I went up to you—"

"That doesn't make them right," argued Greninja. "And if they want to judge us for it, let them." I lowered my eyes and looked away from him, at a few trees across the river. "Oh, Chesnaught, I…I didn't mean about them."

"Maybe not, but that still applies to them too," I murmured. Slowly, I shut my eyes and turned my head back to Greninja before opening them again. His bright pinkish red ones were so captivating and entrancing to behold.

"Still, I…" he started, but trailed off.

"Greninja, I chose this," I reminded him. "I chose you. And I don't give a damn if I get condemned over it. Even if we've only been together a couple of months, I'm still happier with you than I've been in ages."

He smiled as I pulled him back in for another kiss. We turned our heads as our lips pressed together and I rubbed the back of his head. Greninja scooped his hands under my chin and pulled me in closer. Again, I slid my tongue against his, this time moving mine between his and his bottom lip. He groaned and I had to pull back to let out a laugh.

"What?" he questioned.

"Nothing, you're just really cute," I chuckled.

"Right," he murmured. "So, you keep nudging around for my sweet spots. Want to tell me where yours are?"

"Now that would be telling," I quietly teased and brought my head closer to him. "You have to find them."

After looking me over, Greninja slowly moved his mouth back into mine. He shifted his head around and traveled along my lips, pressing gently around as he attempted to find a good spot. Each time, I pushed back to deepen the kisses, but he couldn't seem to elicit the same reaction from me. Disappointed, he pulled away and sighed.

"This is hard," he admitted and I laughed. "Mine are easier to find."

"You have them all over your face," I pointed out.

"Ah, so, to get you to gasp," he giggled as he brought his hands down my chest, "I just need to reach around…" Greninja trailed off and paused as he moved his head back a little further and blinked. He shook his head and lowered his eyes. "Oh, you're bad."

"How am I…?" I began to ask when I suddenly realized where his mind went. "Wait, wait, I didn't mean…you're the one who went there!"

"Sure I am," he murmured and brought his head back closer. "I think you're a little too dirty, Chesnaught."

"You're not so clean yourself, Greninja," I challenged as I kissed him again, but he pulled back and kneeled up.

"Come on, let's go back up the river, once more!" He bounced up and grabbed my arms to pull me up with him.

"Wait, but we were just…I thought…you…" I sighed and dropped my shoulders.

"Well, we need to get our clothes before we forget them," Greninja explained. "And we do need to clean up a bit."

"Clothes, I get," I gave in as I followed him back up the hill. "Dirty though? If anything, the river will only make that worse."

Greninja stopped short and I barely managed to do the same without crashing into him. He spun around and leaned into me, his face close to mine.

"Don't you want to play in the water a little more?" he whispered suggestively.

"Yes," I plainly answered. Thinking for a moment, my face burned up. "W-Wait, what do you mean by—?"

"Exactly what I told you," he chuckled and kissed me once again. Before I could kiss back, Greninja moved back and dragged me back upstream.

We stumbled back by his discarded sandals and top, which he bent over to gather. "Where are you looking?" he asked as he scooped the top up.

"The river," I lied.

"You're really bad," he teased as he slowly crawled about and grabbed the sandals.

"Can you blame me?" I echoed as he stood back up and sauntered back over.

"Of course I can," Greninja whispered as he leaned closer to me. I heard something plop behind me. "Oh," he murmured. "Clumsy me. Could you get that?"

My eyes lowered and I smirked as his smile broadened. Slowly, I turned around and reached down to grab the sandal he tossed away. "Enjoying the view?"

"Oh, yes, the grass is particularly green here," Greninja laughed.

"And the river is so blue," I chuckled as I handed the sandal back over.

We laughed together again, as our hands slowly linked together. Greninja opened his mouth, but stopped as we heard a twig snap.

"There goes the morning," I muttered as I turned away from Greninja and to the bushes. "Stalking a knight and a ninja is really not a good idea," I warned aloud. "You might as well come out."

"Really?" challenged a voice from behind the bushes. Delphox shoved his way out from the bushes, burning off a few twigs that were stuck on his robes and a sack he carried. "Somehow, I think a mage would give you two a run for your money."

Delphox looked up and stared blankly at Greninja and I. For a minute, we sat in silence, as Greninja and I blushed harder by the second.

"W-What?" I demanded and the mage shook his head with a chuckle.

"Sheesh, you two should get a room," mocked Delphox.

"Well, we already use mine," Greninja informed him.

"Of course you do," muttered Delphox. Picking up his voice, he carried on, "Anyway, as much as I would love to watch you two slobber over each other, I'm afraid that I'm here to collect you. The King has requested your return to the castle."

"It's my day off," I argued. "General Rhydon promised me this. I get one day!"

"Unfortunately," Delphox darkly murmured, "that day is over. Nidoking sincerely apologizes for it too, but he urgently requests your immediate return."

"Is it serious?" Greninja asked.

"Supposedly," Delphox shrugged. "He wouldn't answer me and Gardevoir beat me until I left, so we'll find out when we get back."

"All right," I relented. "Just give us a minute to change back into our clothes and armor."

"Oh, I'm afraid I can't," Delphox insisted and repositioned his bag. "Nidoking needs you back yesterday. So, off we go!"

"B-But our clothes," Greninja protested.

"They're right here," Delphox bounced the sack. "Come on, let's go." And he ran off.

"H-Hey!" I shouted.

"Wait up!" cried Greninja.

Hastily, we chased after Delphox and hurried through the forest, still wet from the river and still sour over our free day interrupted.

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So, there was a bowl of lemons near me, but I knocked it over.

Anyway, yes, that was…cute…and sexy, there, I admit it. And yes, I danced near the line between Teen and Mature ratings, because I could. Nope, I'm still not planning on leveling the rating up, but fan service is fun to deliver.

Reacquaint yourselves, or meet, Chesnaught and Greninja, the leading couple of the story. SneakpastShipping continues! Two months later, they're still awkward around each other, but much more comfortable as well. Oh, and say hi to Delphox, their mage buddy (one of them, anyway).

Well, savor and enjoy the shipping moments here, because the plot will slowly work its way in. …Ah, who am I kidding? The romance is still going to dominate the early parts of the story. Excuse me while I go learn the correct dancing terminology for sophisticated balls. (Haha…no.) But, plot followers, fear not! It's be in effect as the story continues to unfold and develop with each passing chapter, so stay tuned, as more will come!

Oh, before I forget, I'm still indecisive over the title. I've posted a poll on my profile, with a few suggestions, so for users of the website, you can vote on it, and guests, if you'd like, can send me your choice in a review or message. Or just comments and criticisms of the story, those work too.

Again, thank you for reading this! Hope you're enjoying it so far!