You'll understand the title once you start reading it. :P
Anyways, Cherry P here! This was meant to be a one-shot fanfiction for my friends over in the Rocketshipping Club... but sadly, i cannot write One-Shots. XD So there will be more chapters. I just don't know what they'll contain yet. :P
My purpose when writing fanfiction is to make characters do out of character things while staying in character. Yet... i used all the Japanese names here but kept them in character in their dub selves. o_o So their personalities might be a little off. Sorry!
And it's hard to judge how they'll act in certain situations that have never come up before. XD
Note: The plot of this story was thought up by Samuraichikx on deviantART. We were having a convo, and i lacked plot ideas, so she came up with this in about 5 seconds. XD So sorry if it's weird. Chapters 2 and on are all by me. 1 goes to her for plot credit :P
Anyways, enough of my blabbing! Enjoy!!
“Kojiro! What are you doing?” Musashi whispered loudly to him.
“Ummm... I should be asking you that...” Kojiro looked over at her, blushing slightly.
“What? Its my most ingenious plan ever! And you should be enjoying it!” Musashi pulled a mallet out of nowhere and Kojiro slunk down. Musashi had a... strange plan this time. Well, all of her plans were strange, but this one took the cake.
“But... why do I have to distract the hormonal teenage kid with the squinty eyes?” Kojiro whined, holding the frilly outfit in his hands (and refusing to wear it).
“Because! While Satoshi is alone, it'll be easier to get Pikachu! Remember, Nyaasu will distract the brat while I have a chance to steal Pikachu!!” Musashi let out her laugh again... and Kojiro sighed. He hated being Takeshi-bait almost as much as he hated cross dressing. Well, he did enjoy cross dressing as long as he looked flattering... but not like this!
“But... Musashi!!” He whined a little bit more, looking up at her pleading. “You bait the boy! I'll steal the Pikachu!!”
“No! He's oblivious to the fact its you when you cross dress! He always knows its me if I do!” Musashi smacked Kojiro in the head. “Now get that outfit on and get to distracting!” She kicked him in the back and knocked him into the dressing room.
“Nyaaaa... good idea, Muashi nyaaaa.” Nyaasu said, smirking in his usual cocky way.
“Shut up Nyaasu. You'll have to walk on four legs for awhile and don't talk.” She glared at him. Nyaasu slunk back.
Takeshi and Satoshi walked along the busy streets, thankful they didn't have a girl on their team for once (plenty of man to man time). Pikachu walked along, eating some of Takeshi's famous pokemon food.
“Hey Takeshi, wanna go see that show?” Satoshi pointed at a sign for a Sonansu dance show. He turned to look at Takeshi... and he was not to be found. “Takeshi?”
Takeshi had stopped a few steps back and was chatting it up with the local girls. And he was failing at making a good impression. Satoshi sighed and walked over to them. “So, girls...” Takeshi smiled. “I'm rather new in town. Would any of you like to show me around?” They all giggled, though obviously not interested.
“I'll show you around.” A voice said from behind them. Takeshi spun around... and his eyes came in contact with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
She stood there, looking over at him. She was wearing a pink and white lolita outfit, accompanied by white socks that went up past her knees. Her hair was long and a nice shade of blue, falling down past her shoulders. Her eyes were looking down, somewhat embarrassed at talking to Takeshi. She must have been shy. She must have a crush on Takeshi. His dream had come true. Takeshi looked at her, and their eyes met... her bright green eyes.
Takeshi jumped to her side. “Why hello!” He couldn't keep a giddy look off his face. “What would your name be?”
She looked down again, still blushing. “M-my name is...” She paused, as if thinking for a moment. “My name is Aisu.” Her eyes went back and met Takeshi's, sending his heart racing. “Are you... Takeshi?”
“Why yes I am!” Takeshi's heart began to pound again.
“Oh, how I've longed to meet you!” Aisu put her arms around his shoulders in a loose hug, kicking one leg up rather girly.
“You've... longed to meet ME?!” Takeshi's nose began to bleed a little. “Satoshi!! AM I DREAMING?!” He looked over at Satoshi, who'd been staring dumbstruck this entire time.
“Ummm... I don't think so, Takeshi...” Satoshi took a step back. “...wait, haven't I seen you before?” Satoshi pointed at Aisu, blinking.
“Ah! We haven't really... um... met... hehehe...” Aisu giggled nervously. “I've been following you both for awhile, so that's where you know me from! Haha!” She laughed nervously again, then grabbed Takeshi's arm. “I've been following Takeshi here for quite some time now...”
Takeshi's nose shot out blood and he fell over, almost pulling Aisu with him (though she let go just in time). Aisu looked down at him. “Are you okay, Takeshi?!” Satoshi shouted, running to his side.
“I'm... quite dandy...” Takeshi giggled a little. He then jumped up, grabbing Satoshi a few feet away out of Aisu's hearing. “Satoshi... take Pikachu and do something for awhile. A GIRL ACTUALLY LIKES ME.” He began to cry tears of joy. “I need to be alone with her for awhile!! You'll be okay by yourself?” Before Satoshi could reply, Takeshi continued. “Good! Now go!” He spun around and grabbed Aisu's arm.
Satoshi stared over at him, scratching his head. “I'll never understand why Takeshi cares so much about girls...” he frowned a little, then looked over at Pikachu. “Well... let's leave him alone.” He smiled over.
“Pika pika...” Pikachu looked over at Aisu and Takeshi. Even Pikachu knew something was up.
Kojiro was internally disgusted. Of all things... he didn't expect this to work. He didn't expect Takeshi to ACTUALLY fall for it. But he did. And Takeshi was in love with Aisu. Well, Kojiro. And tha was pretty damn creepy.
“T-Takeshi...” Kojiro pulled up his nice girl act again. “W-Would you go with me... on... a... d-date...?” Kojiro pulled out his cutest girly face.
And, as planned, Takeshi freaked out. This was almost TOO easy. “Wh-why of course, Aisu!!” He grabbed Kojiro by the arm. “Where would you like to go?”
Kojiro knew he had to keep Takeshi away from Satoshi for as long as possible. Which wouldn't be too hard. He giggled to himself, then remembered to keep his girly voice going. “Oh... anywhere with you, Takeshi~” He pulled on Takeshi's arm, nuzzling his face into it. “But I wouuuuuuld like to go into that cute little cafe~” Kojiro pointed to a cafe that was freakishly cute and girly... somewhere the character Aisu would want to go. If she were real. This was working beautifully.
Satoshi walked bored down the street, Pikachu walking happily by his side.
“Pika pika...!” Pikachu said, looking up at Satoshi.
“I don't know Pikachu... It's just weird when someone actually likes Takeshi...” Satoshi frowned, putting his arms behind his head.
Pikachu let out a sigh. “Pika pi...”
“Everyone!! Step right up! A pokemon massage center!!” A perky voice shouted over a megaphone. There was a nice little shop down the road, with a girl standing in front with red pig tails. “For a limited time only, your pokemon can have free massages!! Step right up!!”
Satoshi smiled. “Hey, Pikachu, would you like a massage?”
Pikachu look over at the girl, finding her oddly familiar. “Pika pi...” Pikachu decided he didn't know her. “Pikachu!!”
“Awesome!” Satoshi ran over to the girl. “Pikachu would like a massage!”
“Oh perfect! I mean, come right in!” The girl took them inside...
Kojiro stared at Takeshi across the table, smiling as girly as he could. He honestly could NOT believe Takeshi was this dumb... but then again, even if he DID make a masculine girl... in Takeshi's eyes, any girl who likes him is a good catch. “So umm...” Takeshi began saying, completely flustered.
“Mmmmmm?” Kojiro batted his eyes. His stomach dropped as he realized he was kinda enjoying this.
“Well, this is kinda nice.” He thought to himself. “Why don't Musashi and I ever do this?” He frowned to himself, then almost gagged at his own thoughts. “What am I thinking?! Musashi and I aren't a couple or anything...” He then realized Takeshi had been talking.
“Hm?” Kojiro tried to listen and figure out what he missed.
“...and I can't believe you'd actually want to see me! I'm not going to even ask why, I mean, I blah blah blah blah...”
Kojiro zoned out with a sigh. Takeshi + Females = Lovestruck Monkey. “I like Musashi and i'm not this bad around her...” Kojiro choked on his thoughts again. “Why am I thinking like this? I don't like her like that. She's my partner...” He looked over at Takeshi. “Well... it is nice having someone like me... even if they don't... like... me...”
Takeshi continued talking, and Kojiro started listening again to make sure he didn't say something stupid and blow his cover. “Oh, Takeshi...” Kojiro let out a fake sigh. “You're so cute when you're rambling on about things i'm not paying any attention to...” Kojiro blinked, and struggled to recover from his stupid phrase. “I mean... it's one of the many many things I like about you...”
Takeshi had a goofy smile on his face. “What else do you like about me...?”
ERK. Kojiro didn't know enough about Takeshi to think of anything good. “Umm... I love how much you love your pokemon... and I love... your... the way you battle with your...” Kojiro had no ideas, so he quickly kissed Takeshi on the cheek.
Takeshi didn't seem to notice Kojiro's lack of reasons, because that little cheek kiss took him away. Takeshi went off into La La Land and zoned out. “Yuck...” Kojiro winced. “Never kissing a guy again... that was disgusting...” Kojiro looked over at Takeshi again. “Why doesn't Musashi ever think of me like that...? I'm pretty. :< “ Kojiro stopped once again... “Fuck it. I'll think like this. Not like she's ever gonna read my mind.”Kojiro sighed, wandering in his thoughts. “It sure would be nice if she'd appreciate me more... I mean, I AM going off and putting my masculinity on the line for her stupid plans... She should really think about thanking me once in awhile...” Kojiro zoned out, staring at Takeshi and trying to imagine he was Musashi. “If Musashi and I were in this cafe... she'd be in this ridiculous outfit, not me... and we'd be having a good time...”
“Aisu?” Kojiro snapped back into reality. “Hm?”
Takeshi obviously got the wrong idea, thinking Kojiro's dreamy look was directed at him. Kojiro sighed.
Takeshi stared over at Aisu, eyes twinkling. “Aisu really likes me...” Takeshi drooled in his own thoughts. “A girl actually likes me... THIS IS AWESOME.” Takeshi cried tears of joy. “Finally... so much frustration... it's finally going to pay off...”
“Aisu?” Takeshi said, smiling again.
“Mm yes, my love?” Aisu batted her eyes... her dreamy green eyes...
“C-can I kiss you...?” Takeshi asked, his heart beating fast.
Aisu blushed a bright red. “Ummm... i-i guess...” Takeshi felt his pants tighten a little bit at the thought. She was actually going to let him kiss her?! This was AWESOME. Takeshi leaned in slowly to kiss Aisu. She stiffened up, turning the brightest shade of red he'd ever seen. She must be really nervous! He leaned in, and right before their lips touched...
Aisu jumped up. “Musashi?!” She looked out the window, an small mushroom cloud above a city building.
“Huh?” Takeshi looked over at Aisu. “It was probably nothing more than a pokemon battle...”
“I'm so sorry Takeshi!” Aisu bowed in front of him, getting up from her chair. “I've got to go!” She ran over, kissing him on the cheek again. “I'll see you soon though, okay?” She then ran out the door, tripping a little on the way out, then running down the street.
“Aisu!!” Takeshi got up, looking after her. The one girl to like him... was running away?! What happened? What did he do wrong (( Author's Note: =_= ))?! He watched her run... and saw one of her shoes fell off as she ran. Takeshi picked it up and looked after her. He'd find her again... someday...
Kojiro ran towards the building Musashi was in. Explosion?! That was NOT good. It's a sure sign that the plan failed... and that she might be hurt...
Kojiro ended up at the front of the building. He let out a sigh of relief. The building was a bit singed from some sort of fire pokemon... but it wasn't completely dead. Kojiro ran inside, kicking off his one remaining shoe as he entered. He ran up the stairs and saw Musashi sitting on the ground... pikachu-less.
“Musashi! Are you okay?!” Kojiro ran over to her. She was staring at the ground, not saying anything.
“I was so sure that one would work...” Musashi looked up at him. “It's all your fault!”
“What?! Mine?!” Kojiro glared down at her. “What did I do wrong?!”
“...something.” Musashi crossed her arms angrily.
“I wore this ridiculous outfit, let Takeshi put his gross hands all over me, embarrassed myself in front of the entire city... yet I was the one who did something wrong?!” Kojiro yelled, grabbing his head in anger. “You're unbelievable!”
Musashi looked over at him, a mixture of depression and anger... then she started giggling. “You're right. You do look ridiculous.”
“Shut up!!” Kojiro yanked the little white gloves off, throwing them aside. He shook the wig off his head and began unbuttoning the dress. “I'm tired of cross dressing in outfits that would look much better on you.” He didn't realize what he was saying until it was too late. And his face turned bright red.
“Aww. You'd like to see me in these outfits?” Musashi grinned a catlike grin.
“I didn't mean that...” Kojiro continued blushing... and yanked the dress off, throwing it in her face. He pulled the stupid stockings off... then realized he was wearing just bloomers in front of Musashi. He quickly ran to the other side of the room and grabbed his pants he stowed, yanking them on before she could untangle herself from the dress.
“Kojiro...” Musashi said, getting up walking over to him. “I guess I do owe you thanks... without you, we wouldn't have gotten this close to getting pikachu...”
Kojiro smiled to himself. Yes! She thanked him. Guess she isn't that bad... Kojiro turned around to smile at her, but tripped on some of the cords laying around, falling right on top of Musashi.
Musashi hit the ground pretty hard. She began to rub the back of her head, mumbling a few curses. She opened her eyes... and saw Kojiro was right above her.
“Umm...” Kojiro blushed, his face just inches away from hers... and all his thoughts from when he was in that cafe came rushing back into his mind. And his pants (which had become a few sizes smaller).
Musashi stared up at him, too. Her face was almost as red as her hair. And she couldn't help but react to what her body wanted to do. She leaned her face up towards Kojiro's. He began to lean down towards her...
Musashi quickly shoved Kojiro off of her. “G-get off me!” She squeaked, and she looked over at Nyaasu, who had walked in.
“Heya guys. I just brought in some chow I stole from the sample lines downstairs...” Nyaasu was oblivious to the situation.
“Thanks so much Nyaasu!!” Musashi said, trying to act normal. “Guess we won't go hungry today!”
Kojiro just stared her direction. Did Musashi almost... actually kiss him...?
Chapter 2: http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f227/takeshis-paradise-%5Brocketshipping-pg-13%5D-43087/#post1047273