Ciao~! (I feel like I'm doin' a Hetalia fan fic but fuck it.) Hope you like this burp-fart of a chapter. If you have any ideas or requests, please leave some or send me a private message. Art Shack is a fictional place I made up for the story, so I think it'll be a nice place for some events. And for those you may not know, "The words that are italicized and in quotes are what the Pokémon is saying." Please rate, review, and enjoy~!

Warning: A few cuss words and implications. Deal with it.

"Can I just say before we start that I'm an idiot."

"Yeah, you are if you came to me." Red looked over from the couch to Blue sitting in his swivel chair. Blue looked agitated (When isn't he agitated?).

"I couldn't go to anybody else, Blue. You know that."

"What about Leaf?"

"…"

"Okay you got me there. What about your mom?"

"Really, Blue? You honestly expect me to take dating advice from my mother?"

"Good point. So what did you do to put you in this mess that only good ol' Blue can fix?"

"I uh, tried to kiss her/take her out on a date."

"That's it? You didn't say that her sister was hot or something stupid like that?"

"Touko doesn't have a sister."

"Whatever! So what's the problem?"

"Well, I mean, it was awkward. I took her somewhere and she just said thanks."

"Not like a sweet, 'Oh my god he's so dreamy I'm gonna die!' thank you?"

"What—? No. I think you're bit off on the dreamy thing."

"Tell that to the fangirl mob outside my gym."

There was no denying the sound of squealing of and shrieking "YAOI YAOI YAOI!" of teenage girls whose fists were pummeling the barley closed doors of the quarantined gym.

"Still, it was awkward. It was going well until the end. I thought it was going to work."

"Where did you take her, anyway?" Blue asked while looking for his notes to put in the computer.

"Somewhere on Mt. Silver, a clearing with a waterfall and the sun was shining just right so there was a rainbow. It's really beautiful and everything."

"So, you honestly thought you could somewhere pretty in the middle of an uninhabited mountain and get to first base? Doesn't that seem a little, like, questionable?"

"…" Shit.

"You need to take her out on a proper date."

"What would you know about a 'proper date'? You took Misty out to the food court at the train station."

"Better than the middle of flippin' nowhere."

"A clearing with breathtaking scenery is better than a Subway with fly infested foot longs."

"It's still weird, Red."

"Fine. I'll give you that one."

Blue sighed. "What the hell does 'yaoi' mean anyway?"

"How should I know?"

"I'm gonna Google it."

After the sound of finger pads hitting the keys and some spelling errors, Red heard an, "OH MY GOD!"

"What?"

"I-I-It's— I-I dunno, dude, LOOK!"

The red eyed man got up with a sigh and before he could even make it to the desk, he jumped back. Is that—?!

"Why are they—?!"

"I DON'T KNOW! WHY WOULD THEY ASSUME WE'D—?!"

"How is that position even possi—?"

"WHAT DO I DO, RED?!"

"For the love of God, Blue! TURN IT OFF!"

"IT'S LIKE A CAR WRECK I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT IT!"

"Come on Dallas, we haven't been walking that long."

Said Samurott groaned, his paws feeling heavier and more burdensome with each step. His trainer just HAD to try this 'walk with your Pokémon' thing. It was quite fun at first; he could see his trainer a lot more than before and communicate with her better and cuddle more, but now his paws just didn't want to keep going on and on. His light red eyes looked up from the green needles on the ground just before bumping into his trainer. She just paused in the middle of the path, not moving for a few intervals of time.

"You know what, Dallas, we can stop."

The water type barked tiredly/happily and flopped on the ground. Touko turned and chuckled at the sight and too sat down on her knees. It was Viridian Forest, no one would mind.

Touko didn't mind the scratch and itch as the blades and dirt wedged into her knee caps. If she could count all the hours she had spent cleaning her short nails from all the dirt and grime over the years, it'd be around four or five hundred.

The brunette scratched the starter's neck with chipped nails and Dallas made noises of happiness and content. The chiseled nails were always just sharp enough for him. More playful growls and occasional rumbles could be heard after Touko started playing with the Samurott's fur. She laughed when Dallas tried to cover her hand with his paw. She'd place it down, and he'd attempt to cap it. She'd move it to the side, and a clawed paw would follow. They played this for a while, only stopping for Touko to take out a stray blade of grass from his paws or for Dallas to lick her face. They didn't stop for more than ten seconds until they heard crunchy footsteps behind them. Touko turned her head a bit too anxiously, but relaxed seeing a familiar face.

"Hey, Yellow!" The blue eyed female turned around and faced towards said healer. Dallas braked a hello.

The small blond smiled and walked towards the duo, her ponytail swinging back and forth. "Hello, Touko, Dallas. Enjoying the weather, I see?"

Touko and her Pokémon nodded in sync. "Yeah, just takin' a break after walking." The water type scooted closer. Yellow kept an eye on it while maintaining eye contact with the bluebell eyed female.

"How are you doing lately?"

"I'm good, got some training done a couple hours ago with Brock and am going to visit the Pokémon School again. The kids are learning some pretty basic stuff, but the teacher has a lot of information that's helpful."

"Good, Touko." Yellow spotted the water type creep closer to his trainer. "I got some new paint at that new art shack place in Vermilion."

"That's so cool! Water colours or oils?"

"Oils mostly, but I bought some water colours too." Dallas scooched a bit closer on all fours. "I made these based on those sketches from a few weeks ago."

"Can I see?"

The petite woman nodded and took out a small piece of paper from her satchel after setting down her fishing rod. The water type scooched even closer. "This isn't the final draft, but it's better than what I usually do with water colours."

"It's really good! You're a lot better at natural scenery than me," Touko said while tenderly holding the piece at the edges and examining it. The sun peeped through the leafy curtains as the two conversed and the third slowly pursued.

"How long have you been drawing and painting?" Yellow asked.

"I've drawing stuff for as long as I can remember, but I went professional a few years ago."

"You paint professionally?!" Dallas smirked as Touko continued to sit unknowingly.

"Yes, but I also did sculptures too. I enjoyed those. Some of my best sculptures are in Castelia."

"Wow," said Yellow. "That's one of the best art galleries in the world! I knew you were good at art, but, wow."

Touko rubbed the back of her neck, and the stalking Pokémon scooched back some to avoid the give away. "Hehe, well, I got lucky. When I became champion I got some connections with Burg, so."

"Still though. That's something!" Yellow's small voice said with awe. Touko laughed.

"A lot of it was abstract, but it did feel nice to have my stuff on display. I had done some backdrops for the Pokémon Musical, but those could have been better, a lot of them are scenic. You'd actually be good for those actually!"

The champagne eyed Pokédex holder laughed. "O-Oh no, I couldn't do that. That's really big for me, I don't really do much traveling anyway. I haven't really done a whole lot other things than a few paintings in Art Shack."

"Which one's yours?" Touko asked animatedly.

Yellow shifted a bit on both feet modestly. "Um, the blue and yellow one."

"Yours is 'Perhaps Maybe Feasibly'? I really like that one! It had a lot of passion in it."

"...Do you really think I could do something like that? Go somewhere big like Casitlia?"

"Of course! Unova's really trying to get more and more young artists to go there, and they have many great programs. I hear there's shop about to open on Join Avenue for selling art. And it's not far from Castelia and Nimbasa City where the musical is."

"That sounds really exciting! I've lost some inspiration though; it's not as bad as it could be, but I think it's because I haven't gone anywhere new in a long time."

"I had more inspiration back when I was starting too, but most of my things in Castelia were based on the same thing anyway…"

The moment Touko began to drift off, she could feel a mouth gently clamped on her ear. His sharp, but playful teeth softly bit down a tad and just stayed there for the longest time.

"Nom."

"Goddammit Dally! What did I tell you! Human body parts aren't food!" she condemned playful before taking the Pokémon's face and lightly squishing it and kissing his nose. Yellow's little, breathy laugh chimed while Dallas let out a low chirp.

"How long have you had Dallas?"

The sudden question made both trainer and Pokémon look up in mid silly face.

"Um, about two and half years."

"Only two years?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"You two just seem really close, closer than most even." Yellow walked to the water type and lightly stroked Dallas's white beard. "He's happy."

"I would hope so." Though the comment was meant to be lighthearted and sarcastic, it wasn't quite. "… I think I am going to visit Art Shack again. I haven't put anything on canvas in a while."