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Their "journey" went on for another hour. And Drew didn't show any hint of being tired and they were still able to have a good time. They have just passed by a fancy clothes outlet, when May's phone rang.

"Oh, hang on. Can you drop me? I can't reach my phone." She asked, sweetly.

Drew dropped her gently to her feet and she dug her purse for her phone. "Hello?" She asked, impatiently.

"May, where are you?" Gary asked on the other line.

May looked around. She actually had no clue where they were. She mouthed, "Where are we?" to Drew and he shrugged. "Umm, around…?" she said sheepishly to her brother.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" He asked her in annoyance.

She rolled her eyes, and checked her watch, it was now 7:30 at night. "Yeah, I have a watch." She said, scoffing at him.

"I have a watch too, but no food. You have no more food, Maple-Oak." He said in depressed tone.

She growled, while Drew was watching her, purely amused. "That's because you ate it all!" she screeched at him.

Gary on his side, held the phone away from his ear, knowing that was going to happen, he smirked, laughing at his sister, "Get some pizza, will ya?"

She rolled her eyes, and snorted. "Fine." She was hungry too anyways. She hung up and looked at Drew. "Have you seen a Pizza place anywhere?" She narrowed her eyes, still annoyed from her brother.

Drew laughed at her annoyance, "There's one over there." He pointed at the end of the street.

"Good, cause I'm supporting my older brother at the moment, and he threw out all the food at a certain stupid place."

He looked at her, weirdly. "Where?"

She sneered, "His stomach. Guess that's what divorce does to you." She sighed softly. "Come on."

Drew squatted back down and May blushed jumping on his back again.

"Well, I'll be damned, Drew Hayden!" Gary grinned, seeing Drew enter with May through the door.

"No one uses that phrase anymore, Gary." May commented, getting off of Drew's back, holding the pizza.

Drew chuckled. "Nice to see you too, Gary Oak." He accepted Gary's hand and shook on it.

Gary grinned, "Why didn't I see you at the reunion?" He questioned, slightly curious.

"Because back in High School, I believe everyone was an ass and I never wanted to see them again." Drew admitted, rolling his eyes.

"Amen to that!" May called, laughing.

When May was clearing the dishes and insisted she was fine and didn't need help. Gary gave Drew another beer, and hung around at the fire escape.

"Gary, let me ask you something." Drew asked hesitantly, after taking a sip of his beer.

"Okay…" Gary smirked, knowing where this was going.

"Do you know if May is seeing anybody?"

Gary still smirking at him, "Well, she has a pair of blue eyes, so yeah; she's seeing a lot of people." He said, jokingly.

Drew rolled his eyes at him, after all these years, he still acts immature. But that's the loveable Gary Oak for you. He glared at him, unamused.

Gary coughed, and then sighed softly. "You still have that little crush on her don't ya?" He asked, waggling his eyebrows at him.

Drew's eyes widened, and his cheeks reddened a bit while he turned away, "You knew I had a crush on her back in high school?"

Gary laughed as if it was a joke. "Drew, I'm May's brother, you are one of my good friends. I know the both of you, and I definitely knew you had a crush on her, it wasn't hard to miss. You have to be as dense as my sister, to not know about it."

'That's true.' Drew thought to himself. He was silent for a bit. He honestly didn't know what to say.

"I always wanted you too to end up together…" Gary confessed, suddenly frowning thinking of Brendan and the dinner he shared with May a few nights ago. May never shared anything about it and Brendan hasn't made a call to her that he knows of. He can't say she is seeing him because he doesn't know for sure. All he knows, is that he always had a funny feeling about Brendan. Like something wasn't right…

He sighed, feeling defeated. "Honestly, Hayden. I have no idea." He rubbed the back of his neck.

Drew frowned, "That's the same thing she told me…" He whispered, unsure at the moment.

Gary glanced at Drew, and patted his back, comfortably. "Hang in there, man."

May sat in her office, running by the art designs, the department pitched her for the next issue of Hoenn. She also had to approve the colors and fonts to be used. On sticky-notes, she wrote changes that they should make and stuck them on the area that needs changing. Someone knocked on her door—May knew it was her secretary, Serena—before letting herself in.

"Ms. Maple?" Serena called, peeping through the door.

"Yes, Serena?" She questioned, gently.

Serena let herself fully in. She looked really jolly today. "There's a man who wants to see you."

May looked at her in confusion, furrowing her eyebrows together. "Who?"

"A Mr. Birch." She smiled. "And can I just say; yum! Are you dating him?"

May laughed, she didn't know the answer to that herself.

"Because if you're not, can I show him my bed?" Serena, giggled, like a school girl.

"Thank you Serena." May voiced, laughing a bit, uncomfortable. "You can just send him in."

Brendan came in with his usual friendly smile. "Hi."

"Hi." She greeted back, smiling kindly at him. She stood from her chair and gave him a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Is this a bad time?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. It was only then he realized that his hand was still wrapped around her waist. "Sorry." He grinned, sheepishly at her and let her go reluctantly.

May blushed slightly, but giggled. "No, it's not a bad time, why?" She bit her lip, nervously for some reason.

He smiled a toothy grin at her, "I was wondering if you wanted to have some lunch?"

"Sure, okay. Let me just grab my coat and my bag—" She rushed over to her desk, and gathered her things, excitedly.

"Serena!" She called and Serena came running in with a pen and a pad. "If I'm not back by 1:30, cancel my 2:00 o'clock meeting, okay?" The secretary nodded and glanced at Brendan, who flashed a wink at her, making her blush before walking out.

They settled to eat at a little bistro a few blocks away from May's office. They sat outside, under the big white umbrella, thinking it was a beautiful day out. After ordering their food, May finally asked the question she's been dying to ask.

"Brendan, where are we?" She asked, eagerly.

"I believe we're eating at a Bistro called Mario's." He answered, with confused look on his face.

"No, I mean—" She sighed, trying to gather the right words in her mind, "Last time we went out, we kissed. And I hope I don't sound desperate to you when I ask—what does that make us? I mean, are we dating? Are we together? What?" She fired questions, rambling, clearly showing how nervous she was.

Brendan chuckled. He licked his lips as he fiddled with his glass of wine. "Actually, that's the reason why I wanted to ask you out today; to ask you that exact question." He grinned down at her.

May leaned on the table, leaning towards him. "So, what are we? You're the guy, the balls in your court."

He raised an eyebrow at her, amusedly. "You mean, you'll be fine with anything I say?" He asked her.

"What? Should I not? I trust you." She smiled softly at him.

Brendan took a moment before speaking. He looked down to the ground, sighing. When he looked back up at her, he went for her eyes. He leaned forward on the table towards her. "For the past week, all I can honestly think about was that kiss. It was the most amazing kiss, I've ever experienced. And then—and then I remembered you and everything: your face, your smile, your eyes, and your hair. And I meant what I said in high school, I like you a lot. And when I met you again at the reunion and at the dinner, my feelings for you just came back out. And after that kiss, my feelings got stronger. Maybelle, you are so beautiful, and I would be the luckiest man in the world if I had you. But I won't go there, unless you think otherwise. And that's my stand. I want to know yours before we go any further." He bit his lip, nervously, after his long rant.

May was stunned by his heartfelt words. He was so beautiful. She admired the fact that he wanted to hear her thoughts before he made a decision. He was a gentleman. She stare back into his eyes and wondered that those were the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen. A smile grew on her face. "Brendan, to be honest, I never stopped thinking about you after prom. In high school, I always thought of you as my ideal guy. After we kissed, a few nights ago, I pinched myself, hoping that it wasn't a dream, because prom sure wasn't. Now, I don't know if you understood where I'm going, but that was my side. What do you think?" She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling at him.

Brendan grinned and he took her hand and kissed it lightly. "I think it means I'm your boyfriend."

Her smile got wider.

"If that's okay with you." He said, smirking at her.

She blushed, biting her lip, "Only if you kiss me." She admitted softly.

He chuckled slightly. He got up from his seat and knelt beside her chair and cupped her face. She leaned down to his level until their lips met into a sweet, tender kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Yep, you're my boyfriend…" She spoke, in between the kiss.

A/N: Don't hate me! But it had to be done at some point! Let me know whatcha think will happen next :)