-1Hey! This is MythicalMoltres! This is my first (Of what I hope to be…) fanfic series, so please, Read and Review, and please be go easy on me… I hope to make this a good MayxDrew series, that'll be known! Well, here's my fanfic:

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The Zen Box

Book 1 / White Silk

Ch.1 / City Bound

Throughout the whole region of Hoenn, the sun was hot enough to actually fry an egg on any sidewalk. Flocks of people and their Pokemon traveled to the nearest lake, river, or beach. And Ash, Brock, Max, and May went to Slateport beach in particular. There, they partook in their… interests.

"Oh yeah!" Ash said through a mouth of hamburger. "Slateport beach's food court's awesome!" , and he took another large bite out of his hamburger.

"Ohhh… Look at those girls!" Brock gashed. "Okay lover boy, at ease." Max said, pulling Brock by the ear. "No! Wait! The ladies need me!" Brock cried.

May was the only bored one in the group. All she did was just walk around the beach, hands behind her back, (She was wearing a bikini, so she couldn't put her hands in her pocket.) kicking at the burning hot sand, occasionally leaping up in pain from any burns. As her feet became red like two weird feet-shaped tomatoes, she just waded in the shallow side of the beach. When she got out, she just rested on her towel. "Yep." she boringly said. "I'm defiantly bored." She looked at all her friends, and they were all busy. "I'm pretty lonely…" then, she finally had an idea. (Which was pretty amazing, because she was bored stiff, and there wasn't a single noodle shop nearby around to fill her stomach with any "brain food.") "I'll send out one of my Pokemon!"

"Go Beautifly!" May shouted, sending out her Beautifly. "Beau! Beautifly!" Beautifly said, flapping it's wings, releasing glittery dust around the beach.

"Use Silver wind!"

Beautifly responded, coving about 50 meters around her with shining dust.

"Hmph."

May looked back to find Drew staring at her, wearing his black swim shorts. She blushed. "Oh Drew. How are you?"

He flipped his bright green hair, trying to hide his blush.

May's wearing a bikini… …wait. Was he… Drooling?!

He snapped back to earth, wiping his drool, hoping she didn't see that, and started acting like himself again. "That's the best you can do with your Beautifly? Pitiful…"

May got furious at that comment, especially the last word.

Pitiful…

"No, it isn't! I can do way better with my Beautifly for your information!"

"Then show me what you can do."

Filled with anger, May stood up straight, and commanded, "Beautifly, concentrate all your power into a Silver Wind!"

"Beau!" it nodded. Then it powerfully flapped it's wings to emit a spectacularly large Silver Wind. To tell you how large it was, it covered all of Slateport beach with a outsized amount of silvery glitter.

"Hah!" May proudly exclaimed, hands on her hips. "I bet you can't do any better Drew." She said his name with disgust. (Though she really didn't mean it.)

He flipped his hair once more, and sent out his Masquerain. He finally erased the heavy smirk off his face, and said, "Masquerain, use a regular Silver wind."

Masquerain did a flip mid-air, and sent out a silver wind, which covered all of Slateport beach, plus a little bit more.

May growled as Drew swiftly flipped around and walked away, and as he walked away, he just said, "You need to train some more. I mean, I don't want someone as lame as you to know me personally."

And she was enraged enough, that if a peculiar red dot didn't hit her in the face, she would of ran up to him and start trying to pull all the hair out of his head.

She felt her face, and picked up the red dot. She sighed. Typical Drew. She slid the rose in her bag, not afraid that it might rot in there.

As Drew walked away, he sighed, and admitted,

Masquerain used all his power as well on that Silver wind as well! Eh, I just like to make May angry. I'd call it a hobby!

He stared back at Masquerain. It nodded, and they kept on moving forward.

He blushed once more. But she did look hot in that bikini.

Masquerain looked at Drew with confused eyes. "Masq, Masquerain…" it said, which ment, "You're drooling again…"

Later that evening…

"Argh!!! The nerve of that Drew!" May yelled, throwing yet another pillow across the crowded inn room, barely missing the clock hung on the wall. The boys were cowering in the corner in fright.

"I-is she always like this?" Ash cowered.

"No, she's been angrier back at Littleroot…" Max answered, a pillow missing his head by inches.

"Thanks for telling us. Now I know that she can get angrier." Brock sarcastically said.

May gathered some more pillows and threw them as well.

"Stupid… Dumb… Idiot… Mean…" she threw a pillow for each word. She kept throwing pillows until she finally broke down crying.

"Wow…" Max said. He got up and comforted her. "What did you Drew do now?"

"Drew… Pokemon… Silver… -sniff- Lame…" she sobbed.

"…" he silently thought. "Do you mean Drew did better with his Pokemon at Silver Wind, then called you lame?"

May nodded, while Ash and Brock looked at him like he was an alien.

"-shrug- Brother's instinct?"

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After the boys have fallen asleep (It wasn't that long of a time…) May was still awake. She was… thinking.

Drew… Why's he so, cruel? I mean, it's almost impossible for someone to hate her so much!

I hate him!

…No wait! What am I saying! I know I have feelings for him, but it seems he doesn't have any for me, except for…

…when he gives me roses, and says that they're for Beautifly. He blushes, and covers his face, thinking I didn't see. There're so many things that I could name, but-

May's thought were interrupted by a knock on the inn door. She slowly got up and opened the door.

When she opened it, it was too dark to see, so she asked, "Who are-" but an arm pulled her out of the inn room, into the hallway, and a hand was put over her mouth to silence her scream.

Ohhh! Cliff-hanger! Please review, telling me if I should make the second chapter to this.

-Mythical Moltres