*Minor Adult Situations

Shawn gotten up from his bed, scanning the sheets. The mattress had a few dark spots, with streaks of DNA over it. Shawn grabbed the tan blanket and told me he is going downstairs to put the blanket in a washer. I waved him goodbye; He waved back nervously.

I was taking off the bed covers, and I I started to feel pain in my abdomen. It was painful, but it was also tolerable. After the cover was removed, I ball it up and headed towards the basement to clean it up; We both still didn't have clothing on. Being half awake still, I finally remember that we should get dressed. I set the bed sheet in the washer, covering the blanket. Shawn turned the washer on.

We both went upstairs, and Shawn told me we should shower before getting dressed.

"Maize, it's awkward, I know, but I don't think you or I would want to be dirty any longer. We might have to shower, together" Shawn scratched his hair.

"I-It's okay." I felt myself redden. The bathroom door is in front of the basement door. As we exited, I went in the bathroom. Shawn was getting us towels. My brain was high in the clouds, but my imagination ended when I felt abdominal pain again, only this time it wasn't that tolerable.

I yell out for Shawn, "Shawn, my stomach is also hurting, could you get some pain killers?"

He yelled back, "I don't think we have painkillers right now."

"Ugh, my stomach is killing me." I remembered this morning, it was probably because it was my first time, as well as it was very rough. I knew it was that reason. "Maybe we can get some later?"

He went in the bathroom, and replied, "Yeah, we'll get some later, I have a headache anyway."

So, to shower, we both went in the bathtub. I was nervous of this because I found it hard not to think of mating. I knew myself that I was in pain, so doing so wouldn't help. Shawn turns on the shower, and we ignored eye contact for awhile. We both took our cleaning materials, and cleansed ourselves. Cleaning myself was much better, I didn't feel dirty anymore, and I felt awake. I closed my eyes while rinsing my hair to make sure I don't get any soap in my eyes, but by accident I poked Shawn in the rear with my chest plate. Shawn didn't say anything, but I know I did.

"Oh, sorry Shawn, eyes were closed." I put on a small smile.

He made eye contact with me shortly, "It's fine, I don't blame you." He turned away again. I think he was ashamed as much as I was because of this morning.

When we finished cleansing ourselves, we exited the bathroom. I grab a towel, as Shawn did too. As I go to dry my body, I hear Shawn ask me something.

"So, Maize, what made you go...crazy this morning?" His eyes were placed on mine until I answered.

"W-Well, uh-" I tilted my head a bit to the right. "I-I just thought of showing you how much I liked you." I started to redden again. I tried to smile my way out of the conversation.

He put his towel on the towel hanger. He looked at me again. "Maize, just remember, keep this between us. If anyone else found out, our reputation could drop." Grabbing his comb, he started to comb his hair back. "Maize, this morning was great, but honestly I'm a bit uncomfortable because of that."

"N-No, it's okay, I think I'm embarrassed as much as you are." I put my towel next to his. I went to grab the hair dryer hanging on the wall, as well as my brush on the counter. I started to come my hair back to it's curl, and drying it at the same time. I decided to start a conversation again, but, differently.

"Shawn, do you, deep down...like me?"

Shawn put both hands on the counter. I can tell he was thinking deeply. I looked at the counter's edge, seeing that he is tapping his fingers. It seemed likely he wouldn't answer, but he did return a reply.

"Maize, you are a pretty and sweet girl. Do I like you?" He put his comb away and continued. "'Do I like you?' is a strange question to ask."

I looked at him with a confused expression. I ignored, and I poured a small cup of mouthwash for me. I rinsed for awhile and spat out the wash. I look up to see Shawn finish combing his hair. Seeing as he did some stuff this morning as well, I poured him a cup of mouthwash as well.

"Shawn, I think you might need this." I smiled. I then grabbed my stomach again with the pain from my abdomen.

"We'll go to the store after we get dressed." Shawn took it and rinsed out his mouth. I finished brushing my hair, and then exited the bathroom. I heard Shawn in the bathroom spitting his wash out.

As I went back in the bedroom, the aroma of intimacy and sweat is in the air. I grabbed the air freshener on the dresser and sprayed around the room. The room smelt a bit like roses, but still had hints of the aroma. Ignoring, I went in the closet and put on a white bra and a pink-red cropped tank top, exposing half my chest plate. All my shirts that are not button-able or zip-able had a slit in the middle to have room for my chest plate to stick out. I then put on a pale pink undergarment. Scanning the closet again, I took a black button up cloth jacket, left unbuttoned, and placed over my cropped tank top, then I put on some black leggings that covered my legs up to the middle of my thigh. Before leaving, I went in the bathroom when Shawn still playing around with his hair. I dug through my makeup bag and put on some liquid eyeliner on my top eyelid. Winging it upwards, I put the eyeliner back in my bag and under the counter.

As I went back in the bedroom, I see our old clothing on the ground. I pick those up and go downstairs to dump them in the washer as well. Shawn finally exited the bathroom after I got up the basement stairs. Shawn had some tan Capri pants on, with a blue tank top. so he must have went to change in there when I was downstairs.

As we met each other again, we went where our shoes are stored, which is on a shoe rack near the kitchen door. (Our front door) I took some white high heels, ones specifically made for a gardevoir like me. I picked up my small purse, Shawn put on his white low-top sneakers, and we headed out, with the time being around three thirty in the afternoon.

Shawn said our car is low on fuel, so he said maybe we could walk to the store.

"The store isn't too far away. It won't hurt to walk right?"

"No, I don't mind."

As we left the neighborhood, we got on the sidewalk on the highway. Cars driving by us would leave a gust of wind in front of us. The hotels and stores were as dead as they usually are. We walked on the sidewalk for awhile with no conversation. I decided to start a topic.

I looked at Shawn, "So, how long have you lived here?"

Turning his attention to me. "Me? I lived here since I was fourteen years old."

"Cool, cool. Would you say this is a good place to live in?"

"Where we live now I think is fine."

"Nice, nice." I looked around once more, and I saw a carnival in the distance. I jabbed Shawn with my left elbow and pointed over to the distance. "Hey, maybe we can go there sometime?"

"Who says we have to wait?"

"Really? You are kidding?" I was smiling sweetly at Shawn.

"No, I got money to spend, we have nothing better to do, so why not?"

"That's so nice Shawn." I left a small chuckle.

We were about three quarters to the store. We were in dead silence once again. Walking in a place with a bunch of stores is noisy. I saw bars, restaurants, parlors and other places that I didn't know what they were for. I looked at Shawn's right hand. I moved my arm up and grasped on to his hand. Shawn felt it, but he didn't move away. Our hands stayed together until we got to the convenience store.

Inside, we looked at the pharmacy isle, specifically for some aspirin and pain killers. There were many brands, I always put it in my mind that a cheaper brand will work just as fine. I grabbed a smaller bottle of painkillers, and Shawn found a small bottle aspirin. We checked out at the pharmacy desk, and our total came to around eighteen dollars. We left the store, with our hands in contact again.

"Shawn, the day when you caught me, you remember?" My eyes looked up at him.

He softly smiled. "Yeah, you were so short." He chuckled once and said, "You still are short."

I laughed back at his quote. "When I was captured, I was ecstatic. When I was in the nature, alone-" I shifted my volume to be quieter. "I was in hell."

"Oh, that's terrible to hear."

"The other Pokemon I would meet would make fun of me, and would leave me alone. I would cry almost everyday. I actually starved myself because I was so upset. I would just-" My voice started to crack.

"Hey, Maize, don't work yourself up. No one is going to hurt your feelings, everyone has grown since."

"Yeah, okay."

When we got home, we took our pills and set them in the medicine cabinet In the bathroom. It was about four-fifteen in the afternoon.

"Do you still want to go to that carnival?" Shawn mentioned.

"Sure, sounds fun."

"Okay, but we are driving there, I'll go to the gas station and then we'll go there." Shawn and I left and we left in his 2009 dark blue sedan.

We arrived at the carnival parking lot. This would be the first carnival I go to.

"Shawn, this is my first time going to a carnival, I can't wait!"

As we walk inside the entrance, I see a sign saying, "Trained Pokemon allowed." I told myself the same thing, "I'm a big girl, no one will hurt you." There were many stands, with mini games and prizes. Shawn went and paid for fifteen tickets, costing about twenty four dollars, including the tax.

Our first game was a game where you had to fling a white ball with a slingshot at a cutouts of "cowboys" as Shawn calls them. Because I learned how to pronounce English letters to sound similar to a human pronunciation, I didn't need to go through steps to learn that. I see the word "cowboy" as a person in a hat with an extended circle around it, who shoots old pistols.

Shawn was able to hit a few cowboys, as well as one "special" cowboy, who just had a picture of him with a gun pointing at us. I thought the game as silly, but We did get enough points to get a small prize. Shawn got a small Teddiursa that hat a western "cowboy" hat on his head.

We played several games, one being "How strong are you?" A strange game where you hit this pad thing on this standing pole, and hitting it determines how far this ball on the pole moves up, and you want to avoid hitting the bell on top. Shawn's personal best was three-fourths the way to the top. He showed off at me, I just laughed it out.

At the end of the day, we had a few treats and "souvenirs". Shawn looked like the silly person he is. He had some neon green frames with black lenses on his face, I had a fluffy necklace on and a purple glow-in-the-dark wristband. We left when the sun was golden orange. Inside the car, the timer said six-forty-five in the afternoon. Time didn't seem that long, but I guess we did stay there that long. The temperature is mild, not too cold or hot.

Looking at him "dance" in the drivers side of the car, I joke, "Shawn, you look ridiculous!" I swipe my finger at his frames.

"Hey, I don't know what you mean, I look great!" He then leans his chair back and extends his arms out, with his hands pointing inwards. I found this silly.

"Okay, whatever you say." I roll my eyes.

"With these glasses, I can do this and go-" He moves his head up and leaves his pupils on me. Taking his frames off and holding them, He put his arm holding the glasses on his knee. He says in a "cool person's" voice, "Hey there, didn't see you there." He nudges his head up slightly, then back down.

"Okay Mr. Cool, since you think you're so cool." I turn my body towards him, avoiding his gearbox shifter in the middle of the seats, and placed my hands on his face. My head move towards him, and our lips contacted each other. His right arm went on my upper back. I move my legs of the gearbox shifter and put each leg on the each side of his chair. This is when Shawn stopped kissing me.

"M-Maize, wait." I move back with my hands together on his stomach. My back plate hits the steering wheel. He resumed saying, "We can't do this here, we're in a parking spot of a public area."

"Oh come on, Shawn. We're near the end of the parking spot, no one is going to look."

"But it's risky." He added.

I put our lips together again. Our heads tilted opposite ways, as we brush on each other. My arms reach behind his neck, as my chest is tilted to the right to avoid digging my chest plate into his chest. My gown covers his legs, with me making sure I don't get them stuck in anything in the car.

He pushes me away. "Not right now Maize."

"Aw, okay." I returned to my seat. My stomach started to growl. "Well, if anything, we haven't eaten today, you want to go get something to eat?"

Shawn agreed, because he is most likely hungry himself. "What do you feel like eating?"

I thought about it. "You know any places where they don't only allow humans?"

"Not that I'm aware of. Maybe we could order some food?"

"Sounds good. Maybe some Chinese meals?"

"I'd be okay with that." He turns the ignition on with his keys. "I call them now so when we get home, it'll come home sooner." He takes this rectangular thing out. It looks like a mini television, but it isn't.

"Hey, Shawn, what is that called?"

"Oh, this? It's a cellphone."

"Cellphone. So you can call people anywhere?"

"Yes, as long as there is signal. Which tells you on the top right." He showed me on the screen.

"Cool, looks confusing to use."

"It is when you first use a cellphone that is a touchscreen. A touchscreen just means you use your finger to use the object instead of buttons."

He started tapping away at the screen at these numbers a phone would use. He called a Chinese restaurant that has delivery. The address was specified. He then asked what I wanted.

"Hmm, I wouldn't mind trying chow mein."

He registers that to the person on the phone. He then orders some kung pao chicken. Shawn hangs up, and drives to our home.

The day was still lit, but lights were lighting up. We passed the stores, and are on the highway back to our home. The hum of the car engine, with the sound of the tires running against the road is all we heard. I stared outside the window. Shawn stopped at a red light because of a four way intersection. The cars zoomed from left to right. Shawn resumed when the light turned green, but fate has decided to leave.

As he accelerates forward towards the other side of the intersection, a horn is sounded, then the car shakes and spins to the left. The car is still spinning when Shawn screamed out a bunch of swear words. I was frightened, and that would be the last I see of this moment, because as I look at Shawn's angry face, our car spins with my seat facing the car behind us. The car behind screeched at the last minute, but hit my door, and I smack my head on something hard. My vision went dark, and I wasn't there anymore.

I awoke on my bed at home. Waking up was one thing, but waking up with pain on the right side of my head was worse.

"Shawn? Hello?" I heard no reply. My hand reached up and felt the right side of my head, it had a wrapping on it, which made me more alarmed. I shout, "Shawn, please answer me, where are you!" There is no reply.

But, I did here the front door open eventually. I looked out the window, outside is dark. The time is eight-thirty at night. The lamp by Shawn's side of the bed, which is the right side, is on. The door shut, and I hear a hum of an engine drive away. I see Shawn enter the bedroom door, next to me.

I go to get up, but my back is sore, so I went back to lay down.

"Hey, Maize. I'm so, so sorry." He went over to me, kneeling down and lifted my head to hug me. As he stops hugging me, I see a deep purple mark under Shawn's left eye.

"Shawn, what happened to your eye?"

"I'll get to that. I'm just glad you are all right. We got into a car crash. You must have hit your head on the glass of the car. I couldn't find your Poke ball, I also wouldn't have the money to get a nurse to help you anyway. So I had to find some bandages in the house. When we crashed, the man that hit us got real angry. He wanted to fight me, but I didn't want to because it was his fault as it was a green light for us. But then he started to attack me, but others got out and got him away from me. Our car is towed, as it is no longer functional."

"What if my head wound is worse than you think? I can't just sit here."

"Don't worry, it wasn't deep. You just cut your head a bit." He hugged me again, "Just be glad you are all right." We stayed hugging for a while. He then told me to wait a second.

He came back with some food, food that I know I smelled before. It is our food we ordered.

"I had to tell the restaurant to delay our order. Luckily they haven't started to make and place the order." He opened the case to reveal the chow mein.

"Oh, thanks Shawn." I go to sit up, but it was a bit hard. "Ugh, my back!" I finally got up to sit straight. Shawn placed the dish on the side table.

"Sorry that your back is hurting, maybe I can bring some your pain pills again?"

"Yes, please." As he leaves, I place the fork handle on my right hand. I don't hate forks, but forks were definitely not made for three fingers, with none being a thumb. Eventually I was able to get a grip on it that also wasn't weird to eat with. My left finger on my right hand was under the handle, with the handle between my middle and right finger. I moved the dish on my lap and I ate a few bites of my chow mein. It is a little cold, but I was hungry so I didn't mind.

Shawn entered the door with two pills and a glass of water. "Here you go, I hope you feel better in the morning."

"Thanks." I stick the two pills in my mouth and sipped some water to get it down. Shawn took my jacket off and put it in the closet. He came over to his side of the bed holding his kung pao chicken dish. He lay on the bed, and ate as well.

I was half way through my tray when Shawn say something. "Maize, I'm so sorry I wasn't able to get you help so you wouldn't have to sit through the pain."

I was touched. I responded. "N-No no, it's okay. It's not the worst pain."

Shawn sighed. "I just thought at the time of the crash, I could have lost my only Pokemon. You're also my only roommate, as well as a big helper of my life."

"Aw, it's okay Shawn." I told him what I would've done if he was threatened by death. "From my point of view, If you were in a life or death situation, I would let myself go to let you live."

Shawn looked at me. He shook his head while saying, "Don't say things like that Maize." He grabbed my shoulders and looked down. "I wouldn't want to lose my only Pokemon, as well as my only best friend." Shawn sniffed.

"Shawn, calm down. I'm sure your friends don't hate you."

He looked up at me. "But compare it them to you. Over the three years, I spent more time caring and living with you more than my friends or family. My family haven't seen you, I haven't done much outside the walls of us." Shawn started to tear up a bit. "All I do is care for you, so much to avoid my family and friends." I looked at Shawn with eyes fighting tears. I hugged Shawn.

Looking up at him, I say calmly, "Shawn, just relax. I would blame myself for this. I always told you that you would do anything I asked for. I should be the one to blame."

Shawn looked at me and replied, "No, it isn't you. I'm shy of the world." I didn't know how to reply to this. We then snuggled for awhile. My head under his chin, with hands touching each others. We then stop to finish our food.

After we finished, Shawn got up to take our dishes to throw away. He came back and lay on his side of the bed. I snuggled once more with him.

He then mentions. "But if I did show you to my family, they may think I'm nuts."

I then got confused. I looked up at him."Nuts? What do you mean?"

"Crazy. They may think I'm crazy if I show them our relationship."

"Oh. You said to keep it to ourselves though."

"Doesn't mean they won't ever know, eventually they may find out."

I looked down, where our hands held each others. We snuggled for a bit longer.

Shawn eventually said, "I think we should take a nap, today was crazy." I looked at the clock and it said nine at night. I nodded at his comment. But, before I was able to lay down, Shawn took his hands and moved my head upwards. He moved his head down towards mine, and we shared our last kiss of tonight.

We kissed momentarily for a few seconds. He released me and he said, "Goodnight, hope you feel better in the morning." He turned around and turned off his lamp, and turned again to face me, and lay to rest. I adjust myself to lay facing him, and I huddled with him and rested. Tonight was long, and was surely different from the other days. I lay there, with Shawn's warm chest on the left side of my head. His pounding heart was rhythmic and didn't change pace. I adjust my head under Shawn's chin, and slept silently. The morning will be an interesting day to think of.