AHHHHH sorry guys. I promised I'd be back and -WHABAM- I get backslapped by a thousand summer things. I sincerely apologize.

I will be working on a oneshot for a contest throughout the week, and plan on uploading at least 2 more chapters to this.

So until then, please enjoy.

"Heyyy there sexy."

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-coughcough- "I said…heyyyyy there sexyyyy."

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"HEY KID, LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

Ash leaped out of his chair, startled by the sudden and rather unexpected interruption to his nice Jabocacinno. He was a little irked by this, so as he swiveled around, he responded,

"Now there MISS, just because I'm only 12 doesn't mean you get to go around…"

But then he saw who had interrupted him.

"Derr, duhawoahwa duppp…..hyurnds?"

The threesome pair of sluts (now a narrator gets his opinion too right?) were closing in fast on him. And even though Ash pretended to be dense about the feminine species, when girls put their hands…up there and had previously unbuttoned…down there, it usually meant something he didn't want to get involved with.

No matter how attractive the girls were.

And even though these in front of him were dead-near smoking, he had to find an escape, and he needed it NOW.

So, as he started making a move out of his chair, he nonchalantly mentioned, "Hey, I'd love to stay and…"

But the girls were too smart to fall for that.

In unison, they spoke slurrily, "Ohhhh no you don't honey." And they pushed him back down.

Now Pikachu saw this as his cue. Glaring at the girls, sparks flying from his red pouches, he threatened,

"Piiiii..."

But the girls had already planned out how to respond to this.

"Hey there you cute little bundle of yellow fur! Aren't you just the strongest thing!"

"Yeah…you must get all the Pika-babes."

"Woah there girl, don't get too ahead of yourself."

"I can't help it! This thing could probably zap us to the moon if we provoked him for some odd reason!"

"HA. Now who would do that?"

Ash was a bit puzzled. Here were three girls who clearly needed more cloth in their wardrobe, acting like innocent schoolgirls.

Pikachu noticed this change, and stood frozen, not sure if to blush to the comments or to be wary of flattery. So he just kinda cocked his head to the side and twitched his ear.

"Now where were we…oh yeah! Hey there sexy" the girl said. She was the one with a silk hot-pink top that cut off just below the…yeah the THOSE…with a V-neck that cut down farther into the shirt than there was actual shirt.

The other one had an alright shirt on. But she was wearing denim shorts that seemed to fit a bit too snugly over her…yeah.

The last had a mix of both, and was the one closest to Ash. She also seemed to be the one most likely to undress right then and there.

So you can imagine how incredibly uncomfortable Ash was.

"Now don't worry, we saw you make that scene on the subway, and couldn't help but think how incredibly sexy you were."

"Hehe I bet you think we're sexy too. Don't you?"

Ash had a few tricks up his sleeve to avoid falling for the temptation they were throwing at him. Closing his eyes repeatedly while thinking about being shocked by Pikachu, imagining them looking like old witches, thinking about a really P-O'ed Ursaring, closing his eyes and imagining himself in a giant Alaskan Parka that gave him no mobility (try it, you forget about everything that's happening right in front of you)…

But he was coming to his wit's end. His well of tricks was drying up fast and it was drying up hard.

One last ditch effort.

Create a scene.

Now the place was deserted completely. Much to be expected of a lazy Tuesday midmorning sun…everyone was probably at work or enjoying the sun of the day. Something told him that the staff behind the doors wouldn't hear him if he shouted. They typically only came out when the place was busy, or when a mini-buzzer hidden somewhere around the front door got tripped and notified them in the back. The only breathing object was a singular girl…her legs' skin was gorgeous and smooth as evident by the small parts of it visible under the table…who was stagnant and wrapped up in her booth like the aftermath of tar coagulate.

But he had to try.

"HELP!"

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What happened next was so utterly incredible that processing it was near impossible for Ash. The world started revolving around like a tape at 1 frame(s) per second, pausing randomly at unpredictable intervals.

But first, the planet froze. Even the wind slowly grinded to a halt. The girls had their menacing, spookily wide grins and were way too close for comfort for Ash. Pikachu was in the middle of slowly backing up, staring with wide, frightened eyes at the girls, the blacks of his eyes dilated and sparkling with fear. The table was being jerked around in such a way that Pikachu's Leppa was sloshing over. The bright, scarlet drops were frozen in the air, slowly separating from each other as they expanded into the air. A napkin was in the middle of fluttering off the table

But all Ash was noticing was distant from the scene.

The girl from the booth was raising her head over the smooth wooden barrier that separated her from the amber-eyed trainer in an angelic and slow way. And as she did, the light from the window threw itself at her mercy, shining brightly on the side of her closest to the window. Most of her was in a silhouette, but the edges of her face were over-exposed and brightly contrasted to the dark silhouette of the rest of her. But most of all her eyes…her eyes shone through even the darkness of a morning silhouette.

And that was all Ash needed to recognize her.

The bright, peachy skin that met the apple of every women's eye…the shining, unorthodox haircut that mysteriously worked out somehow…the glistering, perfect shade of ripe, summer lemon that her hair had…the bright, powerful, compassionate eyes that made your heart flutter…

This was obviously the beautiful model herself, Elesa.

But there was something wrong. Her eyes had something unusual about them. Was it anger? Was it power? Sadness? Apathy? Passion?

Fear.

The bright blues of her eyes seemed to be fused with a dark gray of fear. And as she turned her head to the right, away from the window, towards Ash, those fear-infused eyes connected with Ash's fear-infused amber ones. And in that moment that lasted hours, the two had an understanding. Ash needed help. Elesa was there to help.

Ash needed Elesa. Now.

And Elesa understood.

And as she rose out of her seat and swung around on her feet, she started sprinting towards Ash. The way her hair flew around despite its short characteristics seemed intriguing and awe-inspiring. Time finally woke up from its long slumber, and slowly but surely, everything caught up to speed. The world started spinning again, the wind eventually found out how to blow again, and the girls approach on the table started occurring again.

But Elesa beat them to it. And boy was she angry. Ash couldn't figure out why, and he would go on to ponder this fact for the next few hours. He understood if she was upset about someone being picked on, but this level of fury? Why was he so special?…

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He didn't know.

But all the same Elesa was infuriated. She lunged in-between the girls and Ash, heaving them backwards. For someone caught up in modeling and battling, she had some intense strength. She menacingly encroached upon the startled trio.

"AH-HEMM! Just WHAT were you thinking of doing?"

The girl's face was lit up like it was on fire, as if to intimidate its enemies.

And the threesome seemed to be responding favorably to it. Well, favorably to Elesa. Anyone who had so much as thought about setting foot in Nimbasa City knew about the cheery, happy, loving Elesa. This alter ego however was unknown and clearly unpublicized. Much to the chagrin of the trio, they couldn't find a way to respond to this unexpected twist of events.

"Err…duhhh...berrr…Elesa?"

"Uhhhhh…hi."

"What the heck is she doing?"

The three were confused and flabbergasted by this intrusion upon their alleged "greeting of a random boy."

Elesa just glared at them, the silky blue eyes contrasted by the flames spread around the irises.

Between her teeth came a slippery and rather harsh tone. "May I ask you three again…perhaps I wasn't clear. . ?"

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All three girls blushed and sweatdropped at the thickened air of silence. However futile it was, they still tried to jump out of this pitfall they fell into.

"Hi Elesa! How are you-"

The gym leader would have none of it. "Can it sister. It'd be a good idea for you to just see yourself out that nice door over there."

And with that, the three took their cue and booked their way out of the café.

Heaving and fuming, Elesa turned on the heels of her feet to look at a confused and, not necessarily spooked, but rather amused, Ash.

He was the first to break the tension.

"Well it's a good thing that side of you didn't come out in our battle."

Yeah not much to say here. R&R por favor.