Omg, last chapter! Its finished waaaaaaah... Thank you all for reading, thank you doubly those who reviewed! I hope it's a good ending, it was a bit longer then I originally planned, but oh well.

This was tremendously fun to write, I hope it was as good to read. I'm currently working on my latest fanfic for Pokemon called Jaded, but I may write some more Palletshipping soom. Who knows?~

Disclaimer: I do not own ze Pokemans. (I don't own Pokemon either)

On with the final chapter!

The time on my digital clock was 8:55pm. I was so nervous I thought my head would explode. And Ash thought he was the tense one. I smiled to myself. Finally, I'd get to kiss him for real. No interruptions, no barriers. Just me and him. I'd sent Umbreon on a walk in the forest because she really didn't need to see this. I'm guessing Ash did the same with Pikachu, after all, I did tell him to come alone.

I stood up and began pacing the room. Was I doing the right thing? All I wanted was for Ash to love me, want me, and need me. Was that really so bad? Right now, it looked like someone was determined to make my life a misery.

Also, I still owed Ash an explanation. That was the one part I was NOT looking forward to. Gary Oak did not explain himself. It just wasn't what Gary Oak did. At least, it used to be. No matter what everyone thought and what everyone said, I had changed. Maybe if I could prove it somehow Ash would like me more?

I crashed on the bed in frustration. Of all the people to fall in love with, it had to be that cute, naive Pokémon Trainer obsessed with battling and who had probably never kissed anyone before I made a move on him. Wait. Does that mean I was his first kiss? I smirked at the thought, but before I could contemplate on it properly there was a quiet knock on the door. I glanced at the clock. 8:59pm.

As I opened the door, I couldn't help but smile. Ash had changed into some khaki trousers and a green top with a Poké Ball logo on. "Someone's eager."

Ash frowned. "What do you mean?"

I gestured at the clock. "It's only 8:59. I said 9:00, remember. Could you just not wait to see me?" Ash blushed, and shut the door.

"It's one minute, you Grimer." He sighed. "Alright. Let's just get this over with."

"Actually I..." Ash looked so damn sweet when he was puzzled. Of course, this made it so much harder to get the words out. I could feel my face going red.

Stop it! I told myself sternly. You're Gary Oak. You don't blush. However, this stern talking to evidently failed because I could feel my face burning with enough heat to burn down Ilex Forest.

To hide my embarrassment, I turned away, and sat on the bed, motioning for Ash to sit beside me. He obeyed and sat there watching me, those deep brown eyes staring into my very soul. I could look at those eyes for the rest of my life. Instead, I had only a few seconds.

He tilted his head, indicating for me to continue. I turned away, unable to look him in the eye. "Well, you know you said you wanted an explanation?" Ash nodded. This was a good start. But damn was it hard. "Well, I've been thinking."

"Wait." Ash grinned. "You know how to think?"

I rolled my eyes. "Evidently I do, unlike you."

He shot me an upset look and I panicked. I shouldn't be insulting him! Not to mention that was a totally weak comeback. Oops. Start talking again, nitwit!

"Here's the thing. You... you were right Ash. You deserve more than me forcing you to kiss me just for the sake of some silly bet. I'm gonna explain everything. Then, you can decide what you want to do. Slap my face, run away, whatever." Maybe let me kiss you, I hoped in my head.

Ash looked completely shell shocked. "I... I thought..." he stammered. "Are you kissing me or what?"

I groaned inwardly. Yes, he was cute and totally fit, but he was also one of the densest people I know. Choosing to ignore his question, I started from the very beginning.

"I, well, came out a couple of weeks ago. I figured it was better everyone knowing then suspecting and, in all honesty, I was fed up with the amount of girls swooning over me. Obviously, some people didn't take it as well as I'd hoped. I even lost a couple of friends over it. Anyway, the whole point of me admitting to being gay was that I could finally tell you my feelings."

I continued, recounting how I'd found out that he'd returned to the Johto region and spent the past few you weeks looking for him. Ash's face was almost comical; his eyes wide in shock, mouth a perfect 'O', but he was a good listener. He didn't interrupt me once.

"And then this morning I heard some girls babbling about how the Champion of the Indigo Plateau had just given them his autograph. I asked them and they told me that you were heading towards Ilex Forest, so I ran after you, getting pretty muddy in the process. Especially when I tripped in that ditch..." I winced at the memory.

"When I finally found you, I couldn't believe it. My feelings refused to be controlled, and I ended up attacking you." I looked down, too ashamed to look Ash in the eye.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Ash. For everything. From kissing you to being a total jerk every time we met. I'm sorry for always insulting you and putting you down, and causing that big rivalry between us. I'm just... sorry." To my eternal shame, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

Then Ash did something that made my heart stop.

He carefully tilted my head so I was facing him, and closed his beautiful brown eyes. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. They felt so warm and soft as I opened my mouth to invite him in. Our tongues entwined as the tears that had been threatening to spill from my eyes finally did so. I pulled him closer to me, desperate to never let him go. His hand was pressed gently against my chest as I kissed harder, expecting him to pull away. But he didn't. Eventually, I stopped and smiled at him through my tears.

"Why... why are you crying?" he frowned, blushing slightly. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No." I smiled, for the first time not ashamed or embarrassed by someone seeing me fall to pieces. "I'm just so happy..."

I took his head in my hands, gently stroking his hair. I tilted my head so close to his our lips were almost touching.

"So then, Ashy-boy. You love me too?" I whispered, smirking, unable to believe my luck. Ash shrugged uneasily.

"I guess I do." he said. "I just never realised it. I suppose you could say I thought my feelings towards you were that strong because we were such good friends. But... after you kissed me... it kind of dawned on me. I finally saw that I've been denying it all this time. Sorry."

He flushed again and looked away. "Dammit Gary, I feel stupid now."

I pulled him into my arms and ran my hand through his ebony locks. "Idiot." I whispered half jokingly. "We could have been saved a lot of trouble if you'd just bothered to think about your feelings."

"Hey!" Ash protested, and tilted his head up to look at me, with an adorable pout on his face.

"Okay, your an idiot for not realising your feelings and I'M an idiot for forcing myself on you." I kissed his forehead affectionately. "Better?"

"Yes." He pulled out of my grip and stared out the window, hand resting on mine. We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before I decided to speak again.

"Tell me you love me." I pleaded.

"Do I have to?" he asked. " 'Smbarrassing..."

"Yes, or I won't kiss you again." I teased.

Ash huffed and pulled a face. "Fine. I love you, Gary."

"I told you so, Ashy-boy. I told you so." I doubted my grin could get any wider.

"Gary!" Ash protested. I raised one eyebrow.

"Okay, whatever... You were right... blah blah blah. Get over your gloating. So do you love me too?"

I frowned. "You know I do."

He smirked. "Tell me then."

Well, that's the easiest thing in the world. "I love you too, Ash. No need to worry on that one."

"I know." He grinned cutely. "I just wanted to hear you say it again."

With that, I kissed him again, both of us giving it our all. I pushed him down on the bed, and started to pull his t-shirt off.

He didn't protest, instead, lifted it over his head. I ran my tongue down his chest, savouring the intoxicating taste and scent. "You've got cute little abs." I smirked.

"Hey!" he protested, giggling. "That tickles!" I rested my head on his chest. "What, you want me to stop?"

"Did I say that?" he replied, still snorting. I gave him a look that said, well then, before doing it again, this time starting at the bottom, working my way up until I reached Ash's mouth. He let me in warmly, before pulling away.

"How come I've got my top off and you don't?" he complained. I complied, literally ripping my t-shirt off my body and throwing it away enthusiastically. He put his hand on my chest, right on my heart. I did the same to him, and we looked each other in the eyes. He felt the same way. I'd never been happier. Finally, we were together as one, the way things were meant to be.

"You're cold." Ash shivered slightly.

"Well, warm me up then." I replied, pulling him closer, wrapping my arms around his chest. He put one arm round my neck, and I was soon lulled to sleep by his heat and steady breathing.

That was the way our Pokémon found us the next morning, their faces wearing the exact same look of shock. Both of us bolted out of bed, Ash's face as red as a Magmortar's Flamethrower. I imagined mine looked pretty similar. I glanced at Ash, before snaking my hand into his, gripping it tight. It took only a moment for him to squeeze it back, our fingers interlocking.

"Umm, guys, I can explain..." Ash stuttered. He didn't have to. I leaned forward and kissed him gently. The evil ball of yellowness wasn't impressed, and zapped me.

Unfortunately, as our mouths were connected and our tongues entwined, this meant Ash was shocked as well. We broke apart, gasping for breath, the little electric monster grinning smugly. Umbreon frowned and hit him with her Shadow Ball. The stupid Pokémon crashed against the wall, the smirk wiped off his face. I petted Umbreon absentmindedly and she jumped away, growling at the remaining sparks of static electricity in my fingertips.

That's when I remembered Ash. He was dazed and looked adorable, his normally shiny hair exploded into a Starly's nest and smoking slightly. Though, I thought, remembering my last experience with Pikachu's zappy attacks, I probably look a lot worse.

I smirked at my new (and now frazzled) lover. Somehow, I knew we were going to be alright.

Fin~

It's finished *Sigh*. Thanks again for all you who read and reviewed, I wuv you all! *Smothers them in massive hug*

Oooops, sorry. My bad. Please review, this was the last chapter and I want to know if it was a decent ending. No flames!

Well, TTFN for now, dear readers! I will be writing again very soon...