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"Do not!" Ash shouted for what seemed like the millionth time that day. He glared at Misty, crossing her arms at him and hoping to win the pointless argument. They had been so close to getting inside, standing right in front of Ash's house.

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Are they ever going to stop?" May whined, digging her manicured nails deeps into the wood of the white washed picket fence her, Brock, Max, and Tracey were leaning on. "I have a headache! How can they argue like this for hours and hours and hours?"

"They have amazing stamina," Brock explained, using his know-it-all expertise, "They don't need a lot of air, huge lung capacity so they can shout at each for a really long time before drawing a breath."

"It's pretty cool," Max said, May glared at him. "I mean, fighting is bad and all, but their fights last so much longer than ours. I have to admit though, their fights are pretty boring."

"What were they arguing about?" Gary asked, walking onto the scene.

"I'm not really sure," Brock shrugged. "I think something about water pokémon and how Misty was better than Ash with them or something…he obviously wasn't about to let that go, and here we are. It's been two hours and forty six minutes since they started. If I wasn't so used to this, I'd be scared."

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Come on, you two don't really want to stand here arguing, do you?" Gary shouted at them, trying to swoop in and be the cool, stylish hero.

"Yes we do!" They shouted together, turning to him only an instant before resuming their… "Battle of Wits."

"They're so annoying," Gary snapped, crossing his arms and leaning on the white picket fence with the others, trying desperately not to look defeated.

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"They're in love with each other but they won't admit it. So all those confined feelings bubble up and they start shouting at each other. Morons." Tracey sighed, getting out his sketchbook to draw the pair.

"How do you know that?" May asked in confusion, already a little disturbed by the sketchpad he carried around with him.

"I read psychology books in Professor Oak's lab," he declared proudly, taking out his permanently sharpened pencil and starting to sketch.

"He scares me," May whispered, leaning over to Gary.

"Join the club," he laughed, fiddling with the necklace around his neck. "And I have to work with the guy sometimes, imagine how hard it must've been for Ash and Misty to travel with him twenty four seven."

"Ouch," May winced, feeling the torture of her anguished friends. "I think I get why they're insane now."

"Hey May, you're boyfriend's coming!" Max teased. May looked up in confusion, until she saw a certain green haired contest rival striding down the road, that's when the blush started.

"I don't like him,"

"Then why are you blushing?" He retorted with a giggle.

Meanwhile, Drew stared on at the bickering duo, hands tucked in his pockets as the typical cool guy. He had a feeling the two of them had some kind of romance going on between them. "Do you two like each other?" He asked bluntly.

"NO!" They shouted, too absorbed in their routine quarrel to even blush at the question.

'I think they do…I could do something about it. If they're just friends it's an embarrassing situation, if they're more then I just made two people very happy. I bet I can out run them if they get mad. And if they do get mad, it's pretty funny so…okay.' Drew shrugged to himself and shoved Misty into Ash, forcing their lips to touch.

"That was fun." Drew said brightly before walking to the others on the white picket fence, each with their own shocked face plastered on. "So…what are you guys doing?"

"You just…" Brock stared.

"Why didn't we think of that?" Gary asked, throwing his hands out in the air. "I mean, it maybe only for a second but at least we could've had some fun teasing them about it! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" He said, smacking his forehead.

"Oh my god, they're kissing." May gasped, her eyes opening even farther.

"Yes, May. Drew pushed them together." Max rolled his eyes.

"No, look! They're kissing!" She pointed. Slowly, their eyes wandered over to Ash and Misty, the two now locked in an embrace, and kissing quite hungrily.

"Finally! I knew it! I knew the psychology books wouldn't let me down." Tracey shouted, leaping up from the fence and pointing.

"He scares me" Drew whispered to May.

"We need seriously need to start a support group for everyone's who's come in contact with this guy," Gary whispered, shaking his head. Ash and Misty finally realized they were being watched, and broke apart, Misty looking rather shaken.

"We shouldn't do this, I mean-" Ash started.

"Yeah," Misty interrupted, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"Stop cutting me off! I was gonna say we shouldn't in public! My mom always said something about public displays of affection…" he trailed off and shook his head, "come on, let's go inside." He started pulling her towards his house.

"What? But you? You hate anything to do with the opposite sex," Misty exclaimed in confusion.

"I didn't hate it," he explained, "I just didn't want to because I thought I would hate it. But I tried it, and I don't. So let's go." He said, starting to run inside. Halfway to the door he turned back to Misty. "Aren't you coming?"

"Um…o-okay then. Let's go." She said, a little freaked out, but walked inside after Ash.

"That was cool," Gary grinned.

Drew laughed lightly and grinned at everyone, "I did that."