Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. No sir.

Note: So here it is, the promised sixth chapter that came with the much delayed for no real reason but my own forgetfulness fifth chapter. Enjoy!

May shook her head in frustration. He still refused to let her do anything, and while she kept telling herself to not let it get to her, she couldn't help but be ridiculously pissed off. She looked around. There were so many other people in the club, she still couldn't fathom why he kept forcing her to partner up with him. She just assumed he wanted to make her as miserable as humanly possible.

Well, clearly it was working.

"May," Drew snapped, "give me that bowl."

Rolling her eyes, May snatched the bowl from the counter and started to hand it off to Drew. Unfortunately for her, her foot snagged on a bag and she tripped, causing the powdery contents of the bowl to fly up all over her face. She gave a sharp gasp and caught herself on the counter. Immediately, Drew grabbed the bowl, scowling as May rubbed the powder off her face.

"What the heck are you doing, May? We need all of that," he spat, dumping the contents of the bowl into the mix.

Drew gave May a task he hoped she could handle and returned to his mix. About ten minutes later he heard sniffling next to him. He glanced over and saw she was crying.

"Uh, May?" he asked nervously. He didn't think he was so mean as to actually make her cry. Just earlier she acted so dismissively. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Drew?" May asked, rubbing her eyes, which had become quite red. "What was in that bowl?"

Drew looked at her incredulously, not sure why that was so important, "Cinnamon. Why?"

May began to cough, still rubbing her eyes, "Drew… I'm allergic to cinnamon."

He gave a nervous laugh, "Well, how allergic are you?"

May glared at him, "Drew, my throat is closing up."

Drew immediately dropped everything he was doing and ran to Misty, frantically explaining the situation. Misty phoned an ambulance, fingers fumbling to find the right keys. May watched Drew panic until she passed out.

-

May awoke to see two boys next to her bed. One glance told her it was Ash and Gary. She smiled and sat up taking a deep breath.

"Hey guys," she said, fiddling with the bandage on her arm that she had just discovered.

Ash sighed, "What happened? We got a call from Misty on your cell phone saying you fainted."

May laughed nervously, "Heh, yeah, I had a bit of an accident in cooking club. I'm deathly allergic to cinnamon."

Gary put a hand to his head, "Geez, May, how could you not notice you were working with cinnamon? It's a bit hard to miss."

She shrugged, a bit embarrassed by the whole situation. She would have been more embarrassed about fainting in front of Drew had she not noticed his panicked, worried expression. She made a mental note to hold that one over his head for a long time.

"Drew asked me to pass him the bowl, I went to grab it, not knowing what it was, but then I tripped and gasped, but when I did, most of the contents flew into my throat, so without even tasting it, I just swallowed it. I realized what it was when my throat began to close up," she explained to the boys, whose faces looked to be a mix of shock and anger. She quickly added, "But he didn't know I was allergic!"

"Well, at least you're okay," Gary said, seeming to calm down.

May blushed, "Yes, I'm fine now."

The three sat in silence for a few minutes before there was a knock at the door. All three turned to look toward the source of the noise, where a very awkward looking Drew was standing. He coughed a bit and looked directly at May.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked.

Gary and Ash looked at each other before standing and passing Drew out the door, "We'll just leave you two alone, then."

Ash turned back to May, "I've got to go back to campus. Give me a call when you're back on campus so I know you're okay."

May nodded, "I will. Thanks for coming to see me, guys."

Drew entered the room and shut the door. May looked away. She knew she had defended him in front of Ash and Gary, but she couldn't help thinking that maybe she wouldn't be in this situation if he had given her some say as his partner. Every meeting he insisted she be his partner, yet he never filled her in on anything.

She didn't look back over until he was sitting in the chair next to her bed. He cleared his throat and she gave him the blankest stare she could muster.

"May," he said cautiously. "Look, I'm… I'm sorry."

May bit her lip. She didn't really want to say it, she wanted to let him keep thinking she was angry with him. But she couldn't, she just wasn't like that.

"It's okay. It's not your fault," she said quietly.

There was a silence for a while and May was sure Drew was just going to leave. She didn't care if he just left after a lame apology since she expected nothing from him anyway. But still, she couldn't pinpoint this feeling she was having now that he was around.

"May?" she nearly jumped out of her seat. "Why do you keep coming to club?"

May fiddled with the blanket, trying to think of a suitable answer, "I suppose because I wanted to prove to you that I was stronger than that. Your treatment toward me was not going to get me down."

When she looked over she saw him looking at her intently. It was unnerving, but she didn't let it show. Her statement still stood. And to her surprise, he smiled.

"Can I do something?" he asked.

She was silent a moment, mostly out of shock. She slowly nodded, unable to form any idea of he was about to do.

As soon as she had nodded, without any warning, he quickly leaned over and kissed her directly on the lips. May froze, and as soon as Drew pulled away, she fell back onto her pillow. One look told Drew she had fainted.

"Shit… Nurse!"

-

"Wait a second," Misty interrupted as May told her the story four days after the incident. "You fainted?"

May blushed, "Well, I was completely shocked. Plus, I was already weak from the allergy."

Misty unleashed a flurry of giggles, causing May to pout, "Look, I know it sounds stupid, okay. I just want you to tell me what you think."

Misty stopped laughing and gave May a puzzled look, "What do you mean? If you mean tell you if I think he meant what a kiss means, I'll just say that Drew doesn't just kiss girls, even as a joke."

May sat stunned. She wasn't sure she was even able to believe it. He was mean to her, insulted her, and never showed any hint, besides the kiss, that he was interested in her like that.

"I know what you're thinking," Misty started, "but really, he's not a bad guy. He can be a bit rude and arrogant, but he usually isn't as bad as he's been lately. And honestly, I'm not surprised that he's into you. Since you first paired up with him, he's definitely changed his behavior. I think he was just trying to get you to notice him."

"Well, let me tell you, I noticed," May said, biting her lip. "I just don't know what to do."

Misty smiled, "I know he hasn't been so nice to you lately, but I would give him a chance."

Groaning, May put her head in her hands, " I knew you would say that."

"You should have seen the way he panicked when you passed out. I thought we might have needed to send two of you to the hospital. Despite how he's been acting, he seems to really care about you. I think it may have even started in your classes."

May groaned again. She had forgotten about classes. She had been skipping class in order to recover and they were currently bumming around on a Sunday afternoon. She had intended to go back to class the next day, but now she wasn't so sure. She didn't want to face him just yet. She wasn't sure what to say to him.

On one hand, she wanted to say no on principle alone. He was an ass to her, and they both knew it. But on the other hand, she had to admit it was a great kiss. She wasn't sure why, but she felt good when he kissed her.

"I know you have good reason not to like him at all," Misty told her. "But I would consider it. Once you get to know him, he's okay."

May sat back in her chair. Maybe things would be different. She hoped so, she was sick of him treating her like a dog. The more she thought about it, the more she thought it might work. Still, she wasn't so sure she wanted it, or that she was willing to forget how much of a jerk he had been to her.

"Well, just don't skip too much," Misty warned, "or even if you were interested, he'll think you're avoiding him."

May smiled, "Thanks for being here for me, Misty."

Her redheaded friend smiled back, "No problem. Now go get yourself a man. That is, unless you don't want that one, in which case it's understandable, and you can continue your search."

I'm so excited to be at this point. But I really hate copying work from paper onto computer. It's so annoying to have to keep looking back and forth, and I'm too OCD with it all to not copy word for word. Ugh, and I've got nearly two more pages left like that, too. Well, I think it's all worth it, because I really like this chapter. I hope everyone else liked it too! Don't forget to review. They make my day!

-Arisachu