Yo everyone, Umbrenox here with another chapter. I have another story on my page so check that out. So this is the eighth chapter to this story, enjoy. (Also, it doesn't hurt to Review)

*I do not own pokémon, it belongs to Nintendo. The story itself and OC's are mine, and if any events or characters are the same as someone else's it is pure coincidence.*

Apparently Kiara's way of training involves the trainee to get the shit knocked out of him. It took the whole day of me conjuring aura spheres and Kiara having to fling one of her own at me when I couldn't control it. When the sun set Kiara finally took a break, like she needed one. When I finally regrouped, my whole body was bruised, my arm was shaking, I had numerous cuts on my body, and I had a missing tooth. "I'm done training. I don't want aura skills," I said weakly. She just laughed. "I think I know why it burns your arm," she suggested. "Oh? It took you this long to figure it out. Well please, tell me this hypothesis of yours," I smarted off.

"I know Max when I see him; I know your body more than you do. [Readers, don't say anything…] Whatever you did, you ended up in his body, or an exact copy of it. And the reason for the burning sensation is that his body was not meant to house your soul."

"Then how come I pulled off a massive aura sphere without even knowing what I was doing?" I asked. She looked down, "I don't know. Maybe you connected to him."

"That a possibility, but for now let's go home. I am physically, mentally, and aura-ly(?) worn out."

When we got home I offered to fix dinner. Kiara said okay and I went to the kitchen to cook. Tonight we had Miltank burgers, and we talked about Max. Kiara said that she was his mate, two months. "James has told me about you, and you are almost like him. You have the same attraction to me, the same crack-joke, steadfast, charming personality, you sleep like him, you even have the same interests. Max wanted to be a mechanic, but his dad wanted him to be with the peace-keepers, and he wanted to make his father proud so that was his job." When we finished I stared at her. She was beautiful, her face was perfect, her expressions were amazing, and her eyes, her eyes- "Andrew, what are you staring at?" I was startled. But I recovered quickly, "Hmm? Oh nothing, I wasn't looking at anyone, er anything, I was uh just, umm, could I be excused?" I didn't say it was a good recovery. I went downstairs and started to go to my room, but Kiara interrupted.

"Hey, you deserve a good night's rest. How 'bout you sleep in my room tonight?" There it was. The invitation. But being the seventeen year old I was, "*ahem* What now?" "Don't worry, I don't bite," she teased as she walked to her room. "hard," she said before she closed the door. Did my ears hear properly? Did she just say: I don't bite, hard? Was she messing with me? Well one thing's for sure, I had two choices: one, I reject the offer and sleep in my own quarters, or two, accept it and sleep in her bed, with her in it also. So, being the seventeen year old I was, I went into Kiara's bedroom. I was greeted by her already under the covers, "Well don't just stand there, get under the sheets." I started to go to the bed but she stopped me, "You're seriously are going to sleep in my bed in those filthy clothes?" Indeed they were filthy, heck we fought in the dirt the whole day. But there was a fact I had in my mind: She wanted me to sleep with her in her bed, and she wants me to do so with nothing but boxers. "Uh, are you sure? I mean…" I said being cautious. "I won't try anything if you don't," she said with a slight seductive tone. That's it, she was messing with me. But like I said two times before, with me being a seventeen year old boy, I undressed and got under the covers.

I fell asleep quite quickly, and when I woke up I was on my back. It was still dark out, and she was sleeping next to me. But the odd thing was, she was cuddled up to me and her head was resting on my shoulder. I looked at her and sighed, and then I stroked her head. Then I scratched her behind the ears, like a dog. "Ooh, just for letting you sleep in my bed, you didn't have to, ooh, do this," She said quietly. I was caught off guard, since I thought she was asleep. Obviously she liked it so I kept on doing it, "You're right, but this is for saving my life, twice." My hand trailed down to her side, where I gently scratched and massaged along her ribcage. "Does that fell good?" I asked. "Mmm, where did you learn how to do that?" she replied. "Earth," I said.

"Is it true what Julian said? About your feelings for me?" She asked. "Well, uhh, hmm. (I was never one with girls) Um, I guess, yeah, yes, well if he said that I loved you, or at least had a crush." Her head raised up to meet mine. Then she said, "When I found you in the forest, I thought you were Max, so I took you home. When I found out that you were telling the truth, I knew why you came here. And, I have been attracted to you ever since you woke up in my house, and that feeling has been getting stronger. That's why I wanted you to leave. You're the best thing that's happened to me since Max. Seeing you with those horrible wounds, I guess I just don't want you to die." She started to tear up at the end, just a little. "What I'm trying to say is, I love you too." With that last word she kissed me.

What I expected a kiss to feel like, was a little dull compared to this one. I guess it was the way our bodies were close enough to feel each other's heartbeats, the way the actual kiss felt with our tongues dancing in each other's mouths, and the way I felt mentally kissing for the first time that made it feel great. When she broke the kiss, I was paralyzed by amazement. She then leaned over to my ear and whispered, "And, if it isn't going too quickly," she blushed and looked away for a moment, then said, "I would like you to be my mate,"

There it is, the 8th chapter.

So please, tell me how I did. It is always appreciated.

Umbrenox signing out.