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and Amber had been walking for a long time now, and Amber was dying of boredom. Paul is not an interesting man, at all. Paul just walks. PAUL doesn't talk. PAUL doesn't let his Pokemon out. And PAUL is starting to become a lousy friend!

"Hey Paul,"

"What?"

"Can we like, do something fun? Eterna City is so far away."

"Fun?" He answered her like he never said the word before in his life.

"Yeah, like, I unno…just something fun!"

"We're in a forest. What strikes you as fun?"

"Well nothing! I would assume you had an idea."

"Can't you just walk and be quiet?"

"…" Amber sighed, and looked at her surroundings around her.

"Oh Paul! Look! A lake!" Amber ran towards it and bent down to feel the water.

"Ahh, feels so nice…" She grinned and splashed her face with water.

"Let's go."

"Can we stay? For a swim?"

"No, pointless."

"Paul, please?" Amber was sitting on the grass, pouting. Paul got annoyed, and felt like pushing her in the water.

"Fine. Just hurry up," Paul sighed and sat down on the grass.

"Okie!" Amber grinned and threw her skirt off, and it landed on Turtwig. Then, her shirt was next. She flung it and she didn't know where it landed, she'd find it later, right?

What is she doing?! Paul stared at her with wide eyes.

Amber jumped in and started giggling, splashing the water around her. She would go under the water and see how long she could hold her breath, then come up later gasping for air.

"Paul, how long was that?!" She swam to the waters edge, asking Paul how long she'd been under.

"…I didn't count."

"Paul! I practically died under water, and you didn't count?!" Paul chuckled.

"Can you come inside the water with me? Getting kind of bored here." Amber frowned and leaned over the waters edge again.

"No," Paul couldn't think of getting wet right now.

"Please Paul? Or I'll stay in the water forever!"

"I'll leave you," Paul was lying. He wouldn't leave her. An idiot like her, traveling in the forest. The things you can imagine that would happen…

"Come in!" Amber giggled and threw some water at him.

"Stop that," Paul growled.

"Then come in," Amber sighed.

"Will it get you to shut up?"

"Mabyeeeeeeee." Amber stuck out her tongue, then smiled when Paul was rolling his eyes while taking off his shirt. And shoes. And Pants. And everything! Expect his boxers of course.

Paul had started walking slowly to the water, and sat on the edge.

"What are you doing? Get in!"

"My feet are in."

"Not enough!" Amber went over to him and pulled his hands. But really, he was strong.

"What are you doing."

"Well, I'm trying to push you in!"

"Well you're doing a horrible job." Amber growled and then was suddenly in between Paul's legs, and she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"GET IN!" Paul was blushing, feeling her stomach brush against his, erm, legs. And he liked the feeling of having her arms around his waist. Since Paul was to busy blushing, he fell into the water, and on top of Amber.

"Getfff! I kaant brvth!"

"What?" Paul noticed he was on top of Amber under the water.

"Oh," He got off, and she quickly swam to the surface.

"I almost died!"

"Stop over exaggerating." Paul rolled his eyes.

Amber huffed, and splashed water at him.

"What are you doing? Stop." Paul glared at her.

"No!" Amber wasn't mad anymore, instead she giggled and splashed more water on him.

Paul couldn't help but laughing at her child-like-nonsense. So, why not respond to it? He splashed her back, getting another giggle from her.

"Oh? It's war Paul!" Amber started Splashing water like a demented retard child.

Paul couldn't see very well, with all the water around him. Without seeing her, Amber had jumped on Paul, giving him a big, cute hug.

"Hehe, now this is the fun I was talking about!" Amber grinned and stared at Paul. They both looked at each other, dead in the face. Amber felt a light blush spread across her face.

They both leaned in awkwardly, when Amber had hit her forehead head hard against Paul's.

"Ow!" Amber pulled away and rubbed her head.

"Why do I always get hurt?! Always!"

Paul stared at her angrily. It's like she ruined everything. Paul shook his head and left the lake, drying off and putting on his clothes.

Amber looked at Paul.

Did I make him mad…? Amber scratched her head and then swam back.

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Paul had set up the tent and was training his Pokemon not to far away. Amber, however, was sitting in the tent, alone with her Pokemon.

"I think I made Paul mad."

"Pikachu..?"

"But Apple, he just gave me this evil stare, I just don't know, ok?"

"Pikachu…" It growled.

"Turtwig!" Turtwig held pikachu back, but Amber was still as clueless as ever why Pikachu always got mad at her.

"Hmm, it's almost time for bed. You guys are gonna have to sleep outside. You know Paul and his ways…" The Pokemon sighed, and left the tent as Amber got dressed.

Paul was walking back to the tent and thinking about his Pokemon. He didn't think they were that strong, and they needed to be stronger. Not only that but Chimchar was-, oh, cut the crap. He was thinking about Amber. It was a mix actually, thinking about Pokemon, and Amber. Paul sighed, crossing his arms as he entered the tent. He saw Amber stuffing her clothes into her book bag, then her looking at Paul.

"Oh…hi Paul. I've been thinking-,"

"Go to bed. It's late."

Amber ignored him.

"Remember what, um, happened in the Lake? Well, was about to happen, before I hit my forehead. Do you wanna, like, do it again?" Amber tilted her head to the side slightly.

Paul did not answer, but he walked over to her instead. Actions speak louder then words, right?

He grabbed her shoulders, and leaned in this time, making sure that no foreheads were hit.

The way his lips pressed against hers, Amber couldn't help the blush that spread across her face. This wasn't like the kiss they had in the Pokemon Center. Oh, no, this one had much more passion.

Amber had jumped a little when she felt Paul's tongue run over lips.

What do I do? Amber had let Paul do his tongue thing, because she was unaware what to do. She didn't want to mess it up again.

His tongue had opened her lips slightly, playing around with her tongue. Even though Amber didn't know what to do, she simply wrapped her tongue around his. Paul's hand had come off her shoulder, and it ran threw her medium length hair. He pulled her closer, trying to get better access.

But, Amber pulled away, blushing harder then anything.

"I-I should get ready for bed." His eyes narrowed.

"You are ready." Paul growled and grabbed her waist, pulling her so close, that she could feel her skin pressing against his.

Paul breathed on her neck, making Amber shudder. She felt the hairs on her neck get all tingly,

"Do we-," Amber was cut short by Paul whispering in her ear.

"Good night," Paul pulled away this time, and took off his shirt and Pants.

"But Paul, don't you wanna do it again?" Amber whimpered, already missing the taste of Paul's mouth.

"Go to bed." Amber didn't want to go to bed. She wanted Paul.

Amber hugged Paul and rested her head on his warm chest.

"Then go to bed with me."

"I…am." Paul sighed, and she smiled. Was she stupid? It was one tent. Of course he had to go to bed wit her.

"Well let's go then!" Amber practically jumped on the floor and threw the blanket over her, while Paul calmly, and coolly, slipped in the blanket also.

"I'll buy myself my own blanket when we get to Eterna City."

"No need to," Paul had turned to his side, making Amber look at his back.

"Hey Paul."

"What? Go to bed."

Amber leaned over and kissed Paul on his nose. Paul suddenly felt hot, and a blush coming on his face, when Amber slipped back and turned to her back also.

"Night, Paul." Amber then drifted off into a deep sleep; With some sweet dreams, of course.