Disclaimer: Instead of a boring disclaimer about how I don't own the song, pokemon or the quiz site I used in this one, I'm going to do an equally boring analysis of why I have a crush on Cheren in B/W. Okay, so: I picture him as Kyoya from Ouran; he's there when you meet N, so that adds the dynamic of jealousy; when you battle him in the trainer's school he'll Leer-spam you and let you win; he obviously prefers you to Bianca; he's a bit of a tsundere 3; he tag-battles with you; he shows that he cares for you on Victory Road before running off (probably to hide his blush); his in-battle comments are admiring, even if he does throw a fit after losing (you just want to look tough in front of me, don't you? 3) ; and a lot of other stuff that I can't remember right now. So yeah, that's that. (I like ferriswheelshipping on an equal level as checkmateshipping, though, so no favouritism there). OH, and check out checkmateshipping fanart by *ky-nim on Deviant- her nuzlocke and style are so awesome! They make me squee.

Characters: Green X Blue from the manga. Ha. You thought it was gonna be something to do with Cheren, didn't you? Psych.

Summary: Flirtation. OH, and thank you so, so, SO much to Kasumi Uchiha and Looketh for the story alerts (and Looketh for the review!), and Ebaz for adding this to his/her favourites! Seriously, stuff like that means the world to me :D (even if I would like more reviews .)

Blue

~Hey hey, you you, I know that you like me

No way, no way, you know it's not a secret~

"Okay, Green, I found another quiz!" carolled Blue, plunking herself down on the couch beside him. Green kept his fixed expression in place, his fingers dancing along the keyboard of his laptop.

"Blue, not now," he mumbled, feeling his face flush beet red just by their close proximity. Damn that pesky girl.

"Aw, c'mon," she purred, fluttering her lashes in a way she knew he couldn't resist. He forced his eyes to remain on the computer screen, knowing his will would crumble into dust the second he glanced at her. "Just because all the quizzes we've taken have announced that we're perfect for each other doesn't mean you have to get defensive- after all, weren't you the one who said that they're just 'stupid quizzes that don't mean anything'?" She gave a throaty chuckle that was all too coy. "Are you going back on what you said, Green?"

He snapped the laptop shut and placed it on the table in front of them, still not looking at her. Damn her, damn her, damn her. "Just get on with it, Blue," he said through gritted teeth.

She grinned and hugged him, and he felt as if had just touched a live wire. "Okay! Now, just say what you first visualise when I ask the question! First question: You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with?"

"You."

A smile slunk across her lips. "Interesting. Question two: You see a pokemon. What pokemon is it?"

"Arcanine."

"Huh. Question three: What interaction takes place between you and the pokemon?"

"I catch it."

"Typical. Question four: You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. What size is it?"

"Moderate."

"I would've said gigantic, but whatevs. Question five: Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?"

"Yes."

"Boo, you're no fun. Question six: You enter the house. You walk to the dining area and see a dining table. What do you see on and around the table?"

"Chairs, plates and food."

"Yawn-worthy. Question seven: You exit the house. Lying in the grass is a cup. What material is the cup made of?"

"Bronze."

"I should've known you wouldn't have chosen anything glitzy. Question eight: What do you do with the cup?"

"Take it with me."

"O-kay. Question nine: You find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it?"

"A lake."

"Hmmm. Last question: How will you cross the water?"

"Swim."

"There! Done!" said Blue with satisfaction, and Green gnawed on his bottom lip, staring at the ceiling. "Want to hear the results?"

"Not really."

"Too bad. Alrighty, it says… 'You are walking in the woods with Blue. Blue is the most important person in your life.' Awwww, Green, I knew you liked me!"

If only you knew, he agonized.

"For Question Two, it says, 'You see an arcanine. The size of the pokemon is representative of your perception of the size of your problems.' Are you having problems, Green?" she asked, an exaggerated pout in her voice and on her lips. "Do I have to phone Dr. Phil for you?"

He glared at the ceiling. That one off-kilter tile really was offending, after all.

"Hmmm, where was I…oh yeah! 'You catch the animal? The severity of your interaction with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.' So you'll deal with your problems aggressively, then. For the third question, it says, 'The size of your dream house is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.' Huh. So maybe that means that you wouldn't mind if the problem wasn't fixed?"

"Maybe," he said, stealing a glance at Blue. Blue and her cheeky smile and the way it made her blue eyes turn dazzling, with her light brown hair that felt like silk beneath his fingertips and her long, perfectly sculpted legs. Blue, the pesky girl who's personality he found had grown on him like vines, the girl who was endearing and imperfect and beautiful in every way possible.

She was giving him the same sideways glance, examining him the same way he was examining her. "It says that a fence indicates a closed personality. That's pretty accurate."

"I suppose."

"It also says that if your answer for what you saw on the dining table did not include food, people, or flowers then you're generally unhappy."

He made a scornful noise under his breath, which Blue flicked him on the nose for. It was funny, he reflected; she was the only one that did stuff like that. She was the only one that wasn't intimidated by his aloofness.

"'The cup is made of bronze,'" she continued after settling back. "'The durability of the material is representative of the durability your relationship with Blue is.' We're stable then, I guess?"

He gave a brief nod.

"'You take it with you. Your disposition of the cup is representative of your relationship with Blue.' You take me with you, huh? That's reassuring."

"No one ever said I take you along willingly," he answered, a little coyly.

"Don't flirt," she scolded, but her voice was soft and sweet. "You suck at it. Anywho, it says that the size of the body of water you picked is representative of your sexual desire, and that how wet you get while crossing it- that sounds naughty- is indicative of the importance of your sex life. You're not quite as innocent as you seem, Green."

"Whatever," he huffed, blowing a strand of spiked brown hair back into place to try and hide his embarrassment. "It's just a stupid quiz. They don't mean anything."

She was giving him that probing look again. "Just keep telling yourself that, Green," she murmured. Her voice, for once, wasn't tinged with any amusement or teasing- to him, it sounded almost wistful. Her eyes were wide and very clear, readable. She was biting down gently on the corner of her lip.

Green almost caved then and there.

"Pesky girl," he sighed, reaching forward to tug her hat gently down to hide those damnable eyes of hers. He let his hand trail down the side of her face on the way down, drawing a sizzling line that singed his fingertips and caused her to shiver.

Then he got up and left, trying to leave all of his unwanted feelings behind him.

~I can see the way, I can see the way you look at me

And even when you look away I know you think of me~