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The day of the trip

Paul knocks on Dawn and Misty's door.

Dawn opens up the door, and rolls her eyes at his presence. "What do you want Paul?" She asks bitterly, clearly not in the mood to deal with him at the moment.

Paul shoved his hands into his pockets, narrowing his eyes at her. "Just thought I'd escort you to the bus." He said, in a bored tone.

She stares at him for a second, clearly surprised that he didn't add a wink or hit on her at all. She clears her throat, "Um—sure. Can you carry my bag?"

He grunts, shrugging his shoulders and walks into the room.

Dawn points to a huge Louis Vuitton bag and says, "It's that one." She then notices that he only has a back pack. And adds in a snooty tone; "You seriously have everything you need in that back pack?"

He gives Dawn a look of disbelief when he sees how big her bag is. "Uh, yeah I do. But what the hell do you have in that thing? It's going to be one night. We will be back tomorrow you don't need that much stuff!" He said, astonished. But then again, he shouldn't be surprised should he? She spends 3,000 dollars like its nothing.

She folds her arms over her chest, and pouts. "I have everything I need in that bag. I refuse to go without it." She said, condescendingly.

Paul scoffs, and rolled his eyes at her. "Let's see what you're in 'need' for." He goes over to the bag on the bed, and casually zips it open.

Dawn screeches walking over to him trying to pry him away from her bag. "Hey Sir Rudeness! That's an invasion of privacy!" She whines trying push him away, but not succeeding.

He raises an eyebrow, looking down at her; "Sir Rudeness?" He pauses when she hits him, repeatedly. "Ow! Stop that." He grabs her hand and scowls down at her. "We're going to be sharing a tent together, so sooner or later I'm gonna see what's in it anyway." He grunts in annoyance and lets go of her hand and looks through her bag, glancing back at her like she was insane.

"Hn, why the hell would you need shower gel? Or a straightener? We're going to the woods for god sakes, there's no shower or electricity!" He pulls them out, throwing them on the bed. He then adds, "And what are those clothes? Dresses, skirts? Seriously, troublesome?" He glares down her.

She flushed at his stare and turns away from him. "Well, sorry for not having sweatpants or hoodies. Sheesh." She replies back harshly.

Paul sighs in aggravation and shakes his head at her. "You're obviously not getting the whole being in the woods thing." He pauses; thinking of something. "I'll be right back." He growls impatiently.

Dawn sighs softly as she sees him walk out of the room, she wanted to object, but she didn't feel like arguing with him. She let him do whatever he pleases, but for once she noticed that she isn't aggravated by him. Which was pretty weird, coming from her. They have been getting along a lot recently, and she honestly doesn't know what to think of it.

Paul bursts through his room to see Ash and Misty making out on Ash's bed. He rolls his eyes; slightly disgusted by the site, but also amused at the same time. "Wow, it's only nine in the morning and you two are at it like animals." He grabs a bag, and some other things and leaves the room, not bothering to listen what they have to say.

Ash rolls his eyes, rubbing circles on Misty's back and sighs; "I'm praying for Dawn already. 24 hours with HIM!" He points, dramatically to the door, Paul walked out of.

Misty giggles at him, and grabs his hand that was pointed towards the door, and pulls him on top of her, and kisses him abruptly to finish what they started.

Paul walks back into Dawn's room, "Alright, pick two outfits; two sleepwear; and underwear. Bring sun screen, in case the sun's too intense for you." He grunts, throwing the other bag at her.

She stares at him in awe, thinking to herself; 'Wow, why does he look hot telling me what to do?' Her eyes widened at the sudden thought and she shakes her head thinking, 'No—no, no. He's Paul Shinji for crying out loud, he's an asshole. He's the guy I cannot stand and I will never have feelings for!' She chants over and over again in her head.

Paul sighs again, looking through her bag. "Don't you have any sweatpants? Or anything comfortable in this case?" He narrows his eyes at her.

Dawn frowns, and shrugs at him.

Paul growls, and mumbles. "Troublesome girl—" and he pulls out other clothes he grabbed when he went back in his dorm to grab the bag, he had a feeling that she would need them. He glances at her and says; "You're welcome to use them if you want, because you aren't going last a minute with those clothes."

Dawn glances at him for a moment, genuinely surprised that he is being this nice to her, he obviously wants something. 'Knowing him he probably is just trying to get me into bed,' she thought unamused.

He glances at her, and notices her lost in her thoughts and not paying attention or even making snarky remarks; he furrows his eyebrows and asks, "You okay?"

She blushed slightly at being caught in a daze and glanced at him stuttering awkwardly; "What? Yeah um—I'm fine."

Paul looks at her weirdly before asking again; "So, want my clothes? Or are you sticking with your high heels and tight skirts?"

Dawn laughs and raises an eyebrow at him, "Oh you would probably enjoy me wearing the tight skirts." She replies, cockily.

Paul grunts, wanting so bad to reply with a witty comment, but he bites his tongue, not really in the mood to deal with her mad at him since they will be together for 24 hours. He just decides to ignore her comment; "Pack the stuff I said, and a few stuff you really need and meet me outside your room." He turns to walk out but stops and adds a comment; "Don't forget deodorant." And with that he walks out of her room.

Dawn watches him walk out, and to say she was stunned would be overstatement; she was downright astonished. "Uh—okay…what just happened?" She asked herself in disbelief.

She finished up packing, grabs her bag, and walks out of her room. She shuts the door behind her; "Finished." She says to him.

Paul, surprisingly, smiles down at her, "Want me to carry your bag still?"

Dawn gazes up mesmerized by his smile. She has seen him grin, and laugh, or smirk or smile seductively at her; but she's never seen this smile from him before; She swallows a lump that formed in her throat and spoke quietly, "Yeah, um—thanks."

He nods at her, and grabs her bag from her and gestures for her to walk ahead of him, "Ladies first."

Dawn narrows her eyes at him in suspicion. 'Something's up, he's playing games with me. He is definitely trying to get me to sleep with him tonight, by being nice to me. If he thinks I'm stupid enough to fall for his plan, he has got another thing coming.' She thinks to herself, growling slightly and walks ahead of him.

Paul walks behind her as he remembers the night before…

Paul was lying in bed, pondering to himself; staring up at the ceiling.

"You awake, Ash?" He grunts softly.

Ash groans, and replies sleepily; "Mhm…"

Paul sighs, not wanting to really admit this but does nonetheless; "I need advice."

Ash's eyes shoot wide open and he jumps up almost falling out of his bed in the process, and stares at him through the darkness with a dumbfound expression; "You? Paul Shinji, the womanizer; need my advice on a girl? Shit, is the world ending?" He flops back onto his mattress, dramatically.

Paul growls in frustration, and snarls at him; "Seriously, dude. This girl is driving me insane." He grabbed at his hair, yanking at it in frustration.

Ash pauses, hearing his tone and sighs becoming serious, "Let me guess, Dawn?" He asks, even though he already knows it's her.

Paul groans to himself, "Yeah, she hates me man. She only thinks I want to have sex with her. But it's not about that anymore, I really really like her. She's so different from other girls man—She's something special…" He whispers softly, like he was terrified of this factor.

Ash was rendered speechless, Paul was never the type to fall for anyone, in fact he hated absolutely everybody, even though he slept around; that doesn't mean he found it enjoyable; he was genuinely surprised that he is even talking about this; he doesn't really share his feelings with anyone, even if they have known each other for years…

He suddenly broke the silence; "Well, have you tried telling her that?"

Paul groans and hits hand on his forehead, pushing his long, messy purple hair out of his face. "Yeah, I told her that I was starting to like her, but she fell asleep. And then a few days ago, I threw it casually in the conversation, but she just told me I only like the sex." He mumbles, sadly.

Ash chuckles at him, "Try showing her. Act nice, don't be a smartass. Actually try and get to know her, don't hit on her; but compliment her." He advises his roommate.

Paul scoffs, "How do I even do that?" He groans in frustration, because once again; Paul Shinji has never done this before.

Ash sighs softly, "Compliment her, and by that I mean don't use the words hot, or sexy. Use pretty, or beautiful. After a while she'll see that you actually like her. And since you have that little deal of yours, why don't you do it without the benefit part?"

Paul huffs, "That sounds like torture." He moans out miserably. He then pauses for a bit, and grumbles out a 'Thanks.'

Ash grins and whispered back, "Yeah yeah, now let me get some sleep." Getting back into a comfortable position to sleep in.

Paul snaps out of his flashback when he hears Dawn and he glances at her, looking back at him.

"You coming or not?" She snaps impatiently.

He grunts his usual "Hn." And they both walk out towards the bus.

Mr. Johnson was there near the bus, he then starts directing them; "Alright guys, remember, the team who collects the most species is going to get an A next semester." He says, excitedly clapping his hands together.

Dawn steps on the bus as Paul puts there bags with the rest of the other bags in the trunk of the bus. She goes to the back of the bus and takes a seat.

Paul steps onto the bus, his eyes scanning for Dawn. He sees her in the back and laughs a bit at her choice in the back, and walks up to her, "You mind if I sat next to you?" He grunts, incoherently.

Dawn stares at him, narrowing her eyes thinking to herself; 'this nice act isn't working, Shinji! I'm not falling for it.' "I figured you would have already sat down by now, but sure." She replies back.

Paul frowns at her reply, but grumbles his 'thanks' and plops down next to her.

They were half way too the forest, and it was actually silent between them. Paul was listening to his music, with one ear bud off in case Dawn suddenly said something to him, not that he was expecting that or anything… Dawn was staring out the window, with a far off look on her face.

Paul glanced at her, staring at her intently; he coughs awkwardly trying to start up a conversation. "Can I ask you something?" He spoke, finally interrupting the silence.

Dawn was still staring out the window, but mumbled out, "You just did."

Paul rolled his eyes impatiently, and ignores her comment, "If you hate it here so much, why did you enroll in the first place." He asked, still wanting to hear more of the story.

Dawn let out a sigh, and she turned to face him and then she decided she doesn't want to stare at him when she answers, so she looks down at her hands; "My dad made me…"

Paul frowns, and answered back, "I thought he didn't pay attention to you, why would he enroll you here?"

Dawn shrugs, "I guess he finally noticed, that I'm making his bills higher, or trashing his house. Or ruining his reputation with my 'messed up' behavior as he calls it." She states bitterly.

Paul glances at her softly, "Do you think he finally cares, since he did enroll you here?" He asks gently, hoping not to step on her toes.

She felt tears welling up into her eyes, "I—I guess… I don't know… He probably just wants me out of the picture, like my mom." She sniffled, trying not cry.

He sees her biting her lip, trying to hold back the tears. He doesn't know what to do. He isn't comfortable, comforting someone. He doesn't know if he should grab her hand and tell her everything will be okay. And that she isn't alone. But he couldn't get the words to come out of his mouth, so he just glances forward and stays silent the rest of the ride.

Once they get there, Paul grabs his and Dawn's bag and he hands it to her when she gets off the bus "Here." He grunts.

She grabs it and puts her sunglasses on her face and looks around, disgusted. "Are you seriously going to tell me that were spending 24 hours, here?!" She screeched, dramatically.

Paul chuckles at her, "Mother nature's gift to you." He comments dryly, nudging her slightly.

She hits his arm hard, "Ow! Geez, I'm not one of the guys you know, idiot." She snapped at him.

Paul grunts his sorry, remembering what Ash said to him the other night. "You look—pretty nice… today." He says, nervously.

Dawn looks at him strangely, "If you say so…" She replies back hesitantly, and glances at the teacher who's telling everyone to not wander off yet.

Mr. Johnson shouts out, "Okay, no one starts until everyone sets up their tents. And as soon we settle, you can go and start looking."

Paul grabs the tent and starts to walk off.

Dawn frowns seeing him walk off without her, "Hey! Wait for me!" She shouts, running to catch up with him.

Paul casually sets up the tent like it was nothing, while others struggled to get there's up and stare at him in disbelief, while Dawn watched him amused, and couldn't help but gawk at his physique. He took quite care of himself.

Paul walked over to her and narrows his eyes at her, "Thanks for the help." He snaps rudely, slightly forgetting that he had to be nice, but sometimes she was impossible.

Dawn scoffed and rolled her eyes, "You wouldn't of need my help anyway, what do you go camping or something?"

Paul grunts, "We used to…" He says sourly.

Dawn furrows her eyebrows, "We?" She questions slightly intrigued.

He sighs and admits, "Me, my dad and my brother."

She wanted to get more information than that, but he wouldn't budge. "Do you guys not go anymore?"

Paul lets out a grunt, ignoring her; "Grab two bottles of water and a jar, let's get this over with." He spoke avoiding all eye contact with her.

Dawn sighs and throws her bag into the tent with Paul's bag and she walks up to the teacher and grabs the bottles and the jar and goes after Paul, who started making his way without her.

She finally catches up with him, shoving the jar and one water in his hand, she takes off her glasses and hangs them in the back pocket of her jeans and looks around, "There are 15 species of bugs here but we'd probably only will find three or five in this area, and this one." She points at it, while Paul was watching her, listening intently.

He steps closer, looking over her shoulder, "Yeah?" He asked.

Dawn feels his hot breath on her neck, and she felt shivers run up her spine; she lets out a breath and replies, "That's common, so we're most likely to find it a lot."

Paul grunts "Hn." Before picking it up with one hand and throwing it into the jar.

Dawn groans, disgusted. "I hope you know you're picking up all the bugs."

Paul lets out a laugh, "I figured, it would be too troublesome for you to do it."

She growls at him as her reply.

They continue on their search looking for the itty bitty bugs.

Paul was leaning over, looking in the bushes.

Dawn was on the opposite side, when she noticed a critter and she tried to let out squeal, 'Ugh gross.' She thought, scrunching her nose up in disgust. She turns around to call Paul over, but she sees him bending over, and she blushed and couldn't help but enjoy the view.

Paul leans up feeling her stare and smirks to himself, he turns around raising an eyebrow at her; "Found anymore?"

Dawn coughs, and looks down with a red face, completely mortified that she has been caught, gawking at his ass. She was getting seriously annoyed with this; "Um—yeah, I think here's another one." She stutters out, cursing herself out in her head.

Paul walks over and leans over to where she was and he had a surprised look on his face, "Wow, troublesome, you actually managed to find a rare one. Good job."

She looks down at the paper, and grins at him, "I did!" She jumps excitedly.

Paul chuckles at how adorable she looks; he picks up the bug, and throws it in with the other. Holding up the jar, for Dawn to see.

Dawn scrunches her nose in disgust, and jumps back. "Eww! Get those away from me!" She squeals.

Paul laughs at her expression, "There in a jar Dawn, they're aren't going to come and eat you."

She frowns at him. "Whatever." She starts walking forward. "Come on let's keep looking."

He watches her walk ahead of him, and he sees her almost trip over a tree branch and he grins to himself, and goes to catch up with her before she hurts herself even more.

A couple of minutes later

"Paul, look at this one!" She calls him over to her.

He walks up to her, and wraps his arm around her waist unconsciously as he bends down to look at the insect.

Dawn blushes at the close proximity and thinks to herself; 'He so meant to do that! Ugh, he's messing with me on purpose!'

Paul glances back at the paper and shakes his head; "Nope, that's not on the list." He grunts and stands back up normal and realizes he had his arms around her waist, and he really wants to keep it there, but he figured she probably wouldn't want that, so he dropped his arm to his side and glanced at her; "Sorry, bout that." He coughs, uncomfortably.

He turns around to keep walking.

Dawn sighs in frustration; and goes to catch up with him. She grabs his arms and turns him around taken him by surprise. "Okay, what is with you? Usually you are flirting with me and feeling me up and now when I didn't even say a thing about you having your arms around me, you apologize? Did I all of a sudden become repulsive to you? Or are you simply not attracted to me anymore?" She rambled on, for some reason feeling very self-conscious about herself.

Paul raises his eyebrows at her, shocked at her outburst. "No. you're not repulsive at all. Not even a little bit. I am attracted to you… it's just…" He paused, and took a deep breath before continuing. "I really like you. A lot. No I'm not saying that to sleep with you, in fact I'd rather not just have sex with you, if it proves to you. If you just gave me a chance before judging me and hating me. Yeah I know I'm a rude inconsiderate jerk at times, but that's just me, how I grew up but I am human after all, I think you'll actually like me, if you try to get to know me. Just—"

Dawn's heart skipped a beat as she heard his speech, she honestly couldn't believe it. She interrupts him by lunging herself onto him, grabbing his face, kissing him passionately. She pulls away keeping him close. "I want you…" She whispers and kisses him again and then pulls away. "I want you right now."

Paul kisses her back and is taken off guard when she pushes him against the nearest tree making him drop all the items in his hand. He pulls away grabbing her wrists looking down at her flushed face, "You sure?" He asked hesitantly.

Dawn nodded her head at him, her eyes shining from the sunlight. He pulls her by her wrist and kisses her again, turning them around so she could be against the tree.

He grabbed her legs and hoisted her off the ground, while she placed butterfly kisses on his neck.

Who would have ever thought, that this would happen?

A/N: heeey, it's late I know, but let me know your thoughts by leaving a review! Thanks guys :)