ML54: I am so sorry for leaving you guys on hold for so long, but the writers block is back!

Mew: OH NO!

ML54: Yup, the disease which pretty much pisses everyone on Fanfiction off. It means it might be a while until my next update, but I will try and fight through it. Til then, I don't own Pokemon.

Awkwardness

Oshawott slashed, hacked, sliced and chopped at the bark of a distant tree from the others, taking out all the pain in his heart on the poor tree which looked ready to be hallowed out by this point.

His face hadn't changed from it's angry but heartbroken state. Tears still streaked down. "Forget her!" He vented out to himself, slashing a particularly deep cut into the bark. "She was nothing but flirt! She's not worth it!"

He, of course, was talking about Emolga. He was training to try and forget about the female, but he just couldn't escape the pain in his chest. He really started to develop true feelings for the squirrel. Starting to actually fall in love with her!

He lost his grip on his weapon and dropped it as he fell to his knees. The saddest part was that he wasn't actually using Razor Shell, he just couldn't maintain the attack, so settled for just smacking his shell into the plant.

"Oshawott!" Snivy called, rushing to him. "It's...It's lunch time...C'mon, some food will help."

"I'm not hungry..." He replied, quietly. Snivy wrapped her vines around his stomach and started to drag him through the forest. Despite him not wanting to be where, he was sure, Emolga would be, he just didn't feel the strength to fight back.

"Don't give me that! You are eating, even if I have to cram the food down your throat! I'm not letting you starve yourself!" Before he could protest, his stomach decided to take her side and rumbled, having exerted a lot of energy turning that tree into, what resembled, a scratching post for Purloins.

"Fine..." He replied before he was plomped in front of his food bowl. He assumed that Snivy was going to sit with him, so was surprised when she walked off. "So...She drags me out here to eat, but isn't going to make sure I actually DO eat."

Before his head could further contemplate the weirdness of Snivy's behaviour, he turned and found himself sitting opposite Pikachu, who was staring at him with eyes that resembled dinner plates.

He stared back blankly, before looking down and picking up his food to start eating. Pikachu shook her head and started doing the same thing. "What the Hell, Snivy?! What the ACTUAL Hell?!" She thought, chewing almost painfully at the piece of pokechow in her mouth.

Snivy was walking over to wear Sparky, Buneary and Meowth were sitting, watching the scene take place. "Is this really going to work?"

"If dey'd talk it would!" Meowth replied, eating a bit of his own food, smiling pro-furiously at the taste. Cilan was an excellent cook. "Any ideas how ta do dat?"

Buneary grinned and stood up , gathering ice blue energy between her ears. She then fired it at the conker that was hanging just above the female mouse's head. "Sorry girlfriend, but this is for your own good."

The pure power behind the energy beam caused the stem that connected the conker to the tree to snap and the conker to land on her head. "OW!" She cried as the spiky case of the conker had embedded itself slightly in her scalp.

He rose a pokebrow at her, before spotting the green, spiky seed inbetween her ears. "You need any help?" She looked at him in pain and nodded. At least now she had an excuse to let out a few tears. "Alright, hold still..."

He moved much closer to the mouse until he was face to face with her. This caused her breath to hitch and her eyes to widen a little, colour starting to taint her cheeks. Oshawott didn't notice though, as he was busy looking over her head and the damage the conker had done.

He moved a paw up and stroked a bit of her fur out of the way of some of the spikes. Pikachu's heart rate increased ten-fold as he did so, her not being used to him touching her so delicately.

Once the otter was finished with that, he saw the seed wasn't too badly embedded into her scalp. "Alright...Brace yourself..." He said to her as calmly as he could to put his somewhat friend at ease. She nodded and tensed her muscles.

Once he saw that, he carefully grabbed hold of the conker and pulled it off, a tiny bit of blood left one of the new openings that appeared. He quickly wiped that away and tried to clean it off with a weak Water Gun, so as to not let it get infected.

Pikachu felt as if her blush would be enough melt a Glaceon at this point. She just couldn't seem to be able to control her breathing or her heart rate with him this close.

Oshawott looked over her scalp and nodded, smiling a small smile to himself before it quickly faded. He knew he didn't do anything that Pansage or Cilan couldn't have done just as easily.

He threw the conker aside, having no need for one personally, and got back to his food bowl. "Thank you..." He heard Pikachu say to him, quietly. He looked round to acknowledge her, nodding.

"It's alright. It's no big deal." He shrugged, grabbing a piece of food to eat before Pikachu started talking again.

"You...You shouldn't stop...looking for a mate you know..." Oshawott glared at the ground for a bit before replying.

"What's the point, Pikachu? Even if I do try again, I'll just be shot down like a Lillipup with rabies...I should just face facts. I'm a stupid, ugly excuse for a Pokemon..."

"I shouldn't even dignify that with a response!" Pikachu suddenly shouted, causing the Water-type to jump slightly. "Oshawott! You're NOT stupid and you're NOT ugly! How could you let Emolga make you think like that?!"

"It's not JUST Emolga, Pikachu!" He responded. "There are plenty of other failures under my belt! They can't ALL be wrong, Pikachu!"

"Well, believe it or not, THEY ARE!" She yelled back, not really aware that other Pokemon are listening now. "Oshawott, this isn't who you are. You're not the type to give up on anything. Are you really going to let this bring you down?"

The otter paused, as if thinking about it. It's true that he wants to find a mate, but everyone he's tried with so far has turned him down. He'd like to think that he could find a girl who'd like him, but...

"I don't know..." He sighed, plucking his scalchop off his stomach to stare at it. "I just...I've tried so many times and I'm...I'm tired of getting rejected all the time...Tired of how much it hurts when I do get rejected..."

Pikachu's ears flattened against her skull in sadness for the otter. She knows exactly what he's going through right now since, well, everytime he flirts with another female it feels as if he's rejecting her over and over again.

She put a paw on his shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Stay strong, Oshawott. Who knows, the right girl could be just around the corner." He looked up to respond but kind of lost his words when he realised how close the mouse had actually gotten to him.

Those eyes of hers where the things that had him tongue tied the most though. Even if one were to of had a map, they would still get lost in them. Her yellow fur was slightly glowing in the sunlight as well. "Whoa...What happened to the dirt that was in her fur yesterday? By Arceus she's be..."

He immediately rejected that thought and looked away, blushing slightly. "Thanks Pikachu. I feel a bit better now." She smiled to him and nodded.

"Good. Don't want you down in the dumps. It's bad for your health." She then walked over to Buneary to talk for a bit, not noticing Oshawott stare after her.

He then slapped himself in the forehead and dragged his paw over his face. "NO! NO! Arceus! Out of everyone to start falling for! Why her?! Why the ONE girl that will ALWAYS be too good for me?!"

"Did you see that?" Sparky whispered to Meowth having noticed Oshawott's staring on Pikachu and his slight blush. Meowth nodded, smiling.

"I sure did. Looks like we got Oshawott intwested." Snivy smiled in the background, not really into making conversation. She was happy that Oshawott was starting to like a female that actually returns his feelings.

"It's great that he not going to get rejected again. It's about time he gets a mate."

Emolga was perched on an apple tree, silently weeping over what she put Oshawott through. "I-I can't believe I m-made him cry." Despite trying to let him down as gently as possible, she saw how much it tore the guy up when she rejected him.

The guy may have been a bit flirty but she saw that he had good intentions. That he wasn't just trying to get a quick mating session just to leave again. He would have been prepared for the full commitment. But she just didn't feel that way about him.

"Hey. Emolga..." She glanced down to see the base of her thoughts standing there, looking a little apprehensive. She glided down, wiping her face clean, quickly.

"Hi Oshawott..." She replied, awkwardly. This was a strange situation to be in. But she should have seen it coming, really. She's still going to be travelling with him since their trainers travel together, so they were unlikely to be able to avoid each other.

They stood around like that, avoiding each others gaze, for about five more minutes, neither really knowing what to say. Eventually though, Oshawott sighed.

"Um...I'm sorry about crying like that...I must of..." She interrupted him.

"Whoa! Whoa! Wait! Why are YOU apologising? I should be the one to do that..." She trailed off at the end causing a confused Oshawott to look up at her. "I...I should be apologising for...leading you on. Making you think you were getting closer to me...when all I wanted was the extra apples...It was a horrible thing for me to do...and I just didn't realise how horrible it was until Axew said so..."

"It's okay..."

"No it's not!" She protested, turning away from him and glaring at the tree she was sat on a few moments ago. "It's not okay! I hurt you so badly. In ways that you could never deserve. I-I...want to make it up to you. But I don't know how! I...I don't know how..."

The pair, finished with their words, just stood there, fidgeting, rubbing their arms or just looking around to find a distraction to get away from the other.

Oshawott soon spotted Axew and Scraggy going to the lake and decided to supervise them. "I better make sure Axew and Scraggy stay safe..." He said, taking a few steps back. "I'll...uh...I'll see you later."

Before she could respond, he ran off. She sighed in relief, happy that he didn't notice HER crying. "Emolga?" She turned to be face-to-face with Tepig, who looked concerned. "Why are you crying?"

In shock, Emolga rubbed her cheek and felt the tears she didn't even know she let out. "Then that means that Oshawott DID see me cry! Great!" She thought to herself, sarcastically. "I...I stumped my foot on a pothole earlier."

Well, that was somewhat the truth. When she ran away from Pikachu while she was subdued, she tripped over halfway there before getting up to continue running. Thinking about it now, it was slightly swollen.

Tepig glanced at her foot and noticed that her normally white foot was a purplish colour and was slightly swollen. In concern he got closer to her and pressed his foot into it, lightly.

"Ah!" She responded, falling onto her hind. "What the Hell, Tepig?! That hurt!" He didn't respond for a few seconds while he looked around it before sighing.

"Emolga, you've broken your ankle. You need to see Cilan about this." She crossed her arms, looking away from him.

"I'd rather not...I don't really want to face anyone right now...Ow!" She cried at the end once she got up and put pressure on her right foot, where her injury was. Tepig glared a bit.

"That's only going to get worse if you don't treat it. Now c'mon, we're going to see Cilan even if I have to drag you there, kicking and screaming." He then smirked a bit, glancing at her foot. "Not tat you'd get far."

Emolga sighed, but nodded. But, just to get back at him somewhat, hopped onto his back. "Fine, then you'll have to carry me. Flying requires me to use my legs somewhat and walking on it can't be good for me."

"Fair enough." Tepig shrugged, trudging over to the humans. "You're light enough, anyway."

ML54: Yeah, not a long chapter but as I said, writers block.

Pikachu: Please review and maybe PM him some inspiration please. But don't flame or hate mail him!