(Next chap… yup, I literally have nothing to say about this one, so let's just get straight onto it.)
Ash shuddered.
'Why? All he had wanted was to treat his friends to a night out… and somehow he had managed to kill half of them and turn into a nightmare.'
He buried his face in his knees and tried to think happy thoughts.
It didn't work.
"Ash?"
He smiled at the voice, and then it fell again.
The most important person to him, and she would no doubt fall victim to his idiocy too soon.
"What is it May?" he asked.
"Ash, I understand how you must be feeling, you knew all of us better than we knew each other… but we need you to focus, cause we're still alive, and we need you."
"For how long May? How long are we gonna be alive?"
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"I've tried May, but it's hopeless."
May narrowed her eyes.
"Ash stop this, this is not the person I know, that any of us became friends with."
Ash didn't answer, but looked up at her.
"The Ash I know, he would never give up, he would always carry on for his friends," she looked deep into his eyes. "He would carry on for me."
There was a silence for a few moments.
Ash rubbed his eyes of the moisture and stood up.
"Your right… thank you."
He said to May, before turning to the rest of the group.
"Right, we need weapons, anything to defend ourselves, ideas?"
"What about the kitchen, knives and stuff?" suggested Misty.
Ash nodded.
"Right… so we need to get to the kitchen, we have two torches, the person in the lead should have one, as well as the person in last."
"Right," Said Iris. "I'll go last, Ash should lead, any objections?"
There where general mutterings of "No" and "yea that sound good to me" as everyone decided that they where absolutely fine with staying in the middle.
Ash rolled his eyes.
"Well then, let's go…"
In the kitchen, the smaller members of the group watched as the humans searched for the most useful weapons in the room.
Eevee sighed.
("So, what do you think of the situation?") she asked Pikachu.
He shrugged.
("I don't know, it's pretty bad I guess.)
In truth though, Pikachu was a whole lot more upset than he made out.
A couple of years ago, he'd noticed strange things happening to him when he was around Eevee, he grew hot, shy, and started stuttering randomly.
It had taken him a while, but he finally realised that he had developed feelings for her.
So for a couple of months now, he had tried his hardest to speak to her about it, but every time he had failed, causing his stress levels to hit the roof.
The problem was, he knew how other pokemon viewed love, and he didn't want to send out the wrong message to her, he was terrified that she would start to look at him like he looked at Buneary these days.
This time though, he had promised himself, no, ordered himself to speak to her, and he was sure that he would have done it.
And then people started disappearing and…. Well it was hardly suitable to talk about that stuff now, was it?
What he didn't realise was that Eevee too, had feelings for him, but was terrified of speaking to him for similar reasons.
She had been too shy to come outright with it, so instead she had kept on giving him hints, hidden meanings in sentences and the likes.
But a couple of months ago, he had started behaving weirdly, not speaking to her and avoiding her.
What if he got them, but didn't like her the same way?
So now she was downright terrified of saying anything outright at all.
She sighed as he, once again, avoided a conversation with her.
She tried again.
("We're gonna get out, right?")
Pikachu glanced at her, and gave her a small smile.
("Well, we can dam well try.")
She looked down.
("I'm scared,") she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
Pikachu was quite unsure on what to do next.
He tried stroking the hair on the back of her head, then stopped.
Nope, that would be weird.
Should he hug her?
No, that would also be weird.
What about… no, he couldn't do that.
He sagged as he watched her start to cry, and felt his heart start to break.
Ugh, he had to try something.
So, stealing his nerves, he put his arm around her, then for some reason started to rock her.
("I'll keep you safe, I promise, I'll be there to help you, if anything happens I'll be there.")
He felt extremely awkward right now, but apparently he had done something right, because she stopped crying and put her head on his shoulder.
Was that a good sign? He thought so.
Meanwhile Eevee felt like squealing.
He was holding her! In his arms! Squeal!
She rubbed up against him and purred happily.
Pikachu stiffened, but then relaxed and let her.
Besides, it felt nice, so why should he stop her?
"Hey you two!"
They instantly remembered they where in a room full of people, and split apart, blushing.
Ash rolled his eyes as May giggled.
"Do you want anything? Or are you happy with what you've got?" he asked them, choosing to ignore the fact that they had been cuddling together seconds earlier.
("We're good,") said Pikachu.
"Right, err, try to focus, we're in a bit of a situation here remember?"
Pikachu's eyes twitched as he gave them a thumbs up.
Ash sighed as he turned back to what he was doing.
"Well, that was awkward."
(A/N I won't deny it, that was fun.
I just love creating awkward moments between people. XD
Seriously though, my first real shippy chapter.
Was it good? Was it bad? Was it too cliché?
Tell me if I did anything wrong, and if so, how to improve, or tell me if I did good, I just love positive feedback. (Doesn't everyone?)
Anyway, this is Exelior, signing out.
Peace.)