It was truly a voice I wanted to hear forever. I groan as she wraps her arms around my neck and presses her body closer against mine. I run my tongue on her bottom lip, slipping in smoothly as she parts her lips for me. She moans again when I touch her tongue. My hand moves from her hips to her waist, slipping under her camisole.
Her gentle hands press against my chest, slowly moving them around and down towards the hem of my shirt. My hands move across her smooth stomach, inching above.
She moans as she slowly grinds me, causing me to make a little noise.
Her hands against my rib cage and-
"OW!" A scream rang throughout the 'small' forest.
Drew cursed under his breath and looked down at what was jammed against his rib cage.
Turns out, May's elbow had hit his bones when she was turning to sleep on her stomach. Drew looked down at their positions.
Hmm, that wasn't supposed to happen. He thought it was the other way round. Like her head on his chest, both of them tangled together and all. It just wasn't right. She was not supposed to be flopped on her stomach, facing away from him while her elbow was painfully thrust against his paining ribcage.
This had never happened in any movie he had seen. Maybe he needs to see more movies.
He moved away from the brunette, reaching for his poketech kept near his backpack. He squinted his eyes to see the time.
5:43 a.m.
He yawned and stretched, sitting up on his sleeping bag.
He glanced down at the sleeping brunette and his face took on a poker expressing followed by a frown.
There was no way in the seven worlds that he was going to let her sleep after being woken up by a very painful movement of her elbow. Nope, no chance. He was going to wake her up now and painfully.
Now as we have discussed in the previous chapter, Drew was a gentleman. But every gentleman has his moments.
Although it is a totally different case that Drew has those moments a little -lot- more than often.
He looked around for something when his eyes fell on her wrist. The red rubber band stood out shiningly on her pale white wrist.
Drew was sure she will never wear a rubber band while sleeping again.
He slowly and carefully slipped of the band of her wrist and held it between his fingers. He smirked as he arranged them so that the rubber band was stretched by his middle and index finger while he pulled the band back.
Stretching it as far as it went without breaking; he bought it closer to her forearm. There he released the stretched rubber.
A scream of 'ouch' was…screamed just as the rubber band contacted with her skin.
Drew tried to keep a poker face as she shot straight up, rubbing the spot which was starting to turn red now.
"Damn you, Hayden!" May hissed angrily, "That was not a good way to wake up anybody!"
"Also, an elbow to the rib is not a good way to wake up!" Drew retorted, "And it was such a pleasant dream…"
"Yeah? Let's hear about you oh-so pleasant dream then!" May said, fuming.
"That…is none of your business. Keep your nose and everything, especially your elbows, out of my business." Drew said, a slight blush tinting his cheeks.
What? He can explain that dream! Firstly, he was a teenage boy with raging hormones and being with a girl doesn't help. Classic excuse. Second, have you people ever heard about creative visualization?
Me neither but our Drew here had. And he is going to try anything for the desperate cause that we call May Maple.
May gave him a glare, "It was a mistake, damn you!"
With that said, she stood up, stretching above her head while standing on her toes.
Drew tried not to look as her camisole lifted, exposing her belly button while she curved her body backward. Keyword: tried.
"Stop staring at me, pervert." His head turned so quickly, he was sure he heard something crack.
o.o
"Why are you releasing all your Pokémon at…6 in morning?"
May was seated once again against the cave wall, bathed and changed into her normal training dress. She watched as Drew began to release all his Pokémon.
"Rosalia!"
"Masquerain!"
"Absol!"
"Flygon!"
"Free!" The cries of his Pokémon were heard as they all were released in a bright red beam.
"Ditto! No! Now, Ditto! Not even a Darkai! Ditto!" Drew fumed as Ditto stood there confused, transforming into different pokemon, Drew not pleased with even one.
"Ditto!" the purple pokemon cried.
"If you want to come with me, you will be transforming into one of my pokemons. And no, not those which can fly." Drew added when it transformed into a butterfree.
Defeted, Ditto finally transformed into a Roselia.
"Rose." Roselia smiled. Drew grunted in approval.
"Now, Drew, what are you doing?" May asked, now genuinly curious.
"We," He pointed at his pokemons, "are going running."
"Seriously? This early?" May asked.
"Really, May, when else have you seen people running for training other than early morning?" May shrugged, "Actually, you know what? Why don't you send your pokemons too?"
"Roselia!" The green pokemon cried in agreement.
May thought for a minute before she nodded, "That's right. Come on guys, out!"
In the cluster of red beams, 6 pokemons became visible.
"Skitty!" "Bulba!" "Torchik!" "War!" "Beu!" "Eevee!"
"Bulbasaur?" The grass pokemon looked at May in confusion while the other Pokemons yawned.
"Ski!" Skitty cried joyfully as it chased its tail.
"Today, you all are going to go running with Drew." May said firmly.
The 6 pokemon looked at Drew for a moment before they all cried in glee.
May smiled as Drew nodded while all the pokemon cheered.
o.o
The sight was truly hilarious. May stared as all the pokemon panted and her pokemon were especially exhausted.
While they had started, all the pokemon were running ahead of the green-haired coordinator, while he followed them behind. As they returned, May could see that Drew was running ahead, encouraging the pokemon to keep running at least.
Few pokemon slowed down to walking as they tried to keep their legs moving forward.
"Come on, Bulbasaur! Wartortle! Ditto!" Drew shouted, "You are not supposed to walk. Run slowly, but keep running! Torchik, come on!"
Skitty was still running with his pokemons, exhausted, but still running. Drew looked like he had not even broken a sweat. Beautifly was wavering and Drew's Butterfree was trying to keep it from falling.
"Run, we are almost there!" Drew cried, "Wartortle! Ditto! Start running! Absol, don't stop! Run!"
May watched as one by one, all the pokemon dropped in front of her while Drew's pokemon panted heavily.
"Wow, what did you do?" May asked, amazed.
"Just running." Drew replied, gulping down a little water from the bottle he had filled on the way back.
"Till that lake?" May asked, eyes wide.
"Nope, till where I found you yesterday." Drew replied calmly.
"That's even farther!" May cried, "Drew, you do this daily?"
"Yeah. Every day, no exceptions." Drew replied, "See, my pokemons are used to it."
Then with a glance at his heavily panting pokemon, he added "More or less."
"How did they do?" May asked, waving toward her pokemons.
"On the way there, they were running and I was following. On the way back, I was running and dragging them with me."
May sweat dropped. Among all her pokemon, only Skitty was awake, although even it was not able to stand.
"They will be fine, I think." May stared at Drew incredulously.
o.o
"So, will you be coming tomorrow?" Drew asked May's pokemon in amusement.
After the pokemon woke up, May filled all their bowls with the pokefood. Drew's pokemon ate it slowly while May's pokemon hungrily gulped them down.
May's pokemon furiously shook their head no. May frowned.
"Yes, you will be going. And it is no choice." She said firmly while all her pokemons stared at her in horror.
"May, tomorrow, if they are willing, feed them a little before sending, a'ight?" Drew instructed. May nodded.
'The way he said that makes me feel like their mother.' May mused silently.
"So, May, do you have any plans for some food?"
"Yeah! I have food." May smiled.
o.o
Drew stared at the packet of chips that was rudely thrown at him by the brunette sitting across from him.
"Maple, you said you had food but thi-"
Drew stared in disbelief at May, a red apple which smacked him in the head rolling innocently on the ground. May looked quite pleased with herself as he rubbed the rapidly growing red bump on his forehead.
"What the hell, May?"
"What? You said the chips were not enough!"
Now i'll skip the boring scene where they ate the 'food' and their pokemon snored in their pokeballs and Ditto snored on the ground.
The rain still continued to pour in the world outside their cave. They decided to stay longer.
There was nothing to explore in the small cave so they sat there, bored out of their minds.
"May, do you have anything to do?" Drew drawled out.
"Nope." May replied, her eyes closing a little.
They sat in silence for quite a while before May decided it was just so much she could take.
"Drew! Let's play a game!" Drew opened one lazy eye to look at the girl.
"What game, May?" He asked bored.
"That you will tell." Drew rolled his eyes and closed them again.
"Shut up and let me sleep if you are going to bore me." He replied.
"Drew!" May pouted when she had no response from her rival.
o.o
It moved again as May continued to stare at it intently. After Drew dozed off, May looked for something, anything to do.
Until she foundthat.
It was bothering her ever since she caught sight of it. It moved ever so slightly as Drew mumbled something under his breath, still asleep.
May decided that if she wants even a trace of peace in her pea sized brain, she have to do something about that.
That, and the opportunity was too tempting to be missed.
So, slowly, May pushed herself out of her position on the ground and leaned her weight on her arms as she got on her all fours.
Stealthily, she began to crawl over to her unsuspecting rival.
Drew was sitting with his legs apart, one straight while the other supported his arm. His head leaned against the wall, his eyes closed and that moving oh-so innocently.
May had just enough space as she settled between his legs, leaning forward to bring her face closer to his face. She whispered softly, "Drew, just don't wake up before I do it or I'll be damned."
She gulped as she bought her hand closer to his face, staring at it intently.
"Ow!" A yell rang through the forest, causing the birds settled in their nests to look around for possible danger.
"Damn you, Maple! What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Drew screamed, furiously rubbing the spot where her hand had made contact, trying to soothe out the burning pain.
May frowned. Dang it! The mosquito flew away!
To be continued
A/N: Thank you for the encouraging review. We noticed that Drew's Roselia is actually a female, not a male. We apologize for the mistake but for this story, we wish to continue with the Roselia as a male.
Also, we apologize for any possible errors and the comparatively shorter chapter. Review.