Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. And if you doubt that, go to Japan!

This is my first Orbshipping story. Just decided to do one since it's like some sort of trend...

Prologue

Confession

Groudon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He relaxed his stressed body. He concentrated on the words that was rushing through his armored head. He took another deep breath, then reopened his yellow eyes to stare at his reflection in a tidepool.

"Kyogre...I don't know how to say this but...I..." He lost his words and stopped in frustration. He shook himself off and tried again. "Kyogre...I got something to tell you...you're very beautiful...and I know your thinking that we're too different...but I'll try if you will..."

Again he stopped, growling at himself. Nothing he said sounded right. How could he tell his biggest rival of his compassion...how could he make her feel the same?

"It's impossible!" he exclaimed as he struck to pool of water with his claws. His blow sent an innocent Azurill flying far out into the horizon. He was too deep in thought to notice the baby Pokemon he stripped from the water.

He stared distantly as the ripples slowly disappeared. Then he moved his gaze to the nearby ocean, and somewhere in it lived the prime target of his passion. He shook his head with a disappointed sigh. He should just give up. Even if he confessed, the chances of Kyogre loving him back was slim.

Turning his back and walking away from the water, he paused as if having second thoughts. He knew the real reason he was calling it quits so easily. He was scared. Scared of admitting the truth. Scared of looking stupid...Scared of being rejected.

He looked over his shoulder back to the beach. He shouldn't be scared. He's Groudon. He gazed around at the entire landscape...the forests, the mountains, the sandy beach. He made all those possible. If he could do that, he could do anything.

With a determined look, he retraced his steps, this time passing the tidepool towards the shore. He can do this. He will do this. There was only one set back.

"How to get her attention?" Groudon muttered to himself. He had a solution, but it's not the most ideal method. Well, it'll have to do...

He moved his right paw up and flicked his claws slightly. Almost immediatly, the earth shook and the water bubbled before the surface exploded. Mountains, not particularly tall ones but mountains nonetheless, rose up like the surfacing towers of an underwater city.

Not wanting to cause more trouble than necessary, Groudon stopped there and waited. It was only a matter of time before Kyogre shows upto fix the damage.

The wait was only a half hour long before a tidal wave appeared. This alarmed Groudon, not knowing if it'll threaten his land. Before he could react with a defensive Solar Beam, the giant wave crashed down, but not on shore.

It merely engulfed the newly formed moutains, crumbling the structures and collapsing it back to the bottom of the sea. Groudon watched, fascinated by this. The wave had done its apparent job without distrubing the surrounding water.

After a few moments, something surfaced in place of the fallen moutains. Groudon immediatly recognized the smooth blue skin, the red and white markings, the double dorsal fins.

"Kyogre..." he whispered softly, almost not hearing himself.

The orca Pokemon glared with eyes identical to his. He would've smiled had it not been for the hostility that radiated off her. She submerged slightly, then jumped into the air towards land. The Ground-type only had the hint that she wasn't going to stop a split second before impact.

They were both carried some distance by the force and crashed head over tail together. Kyogre managed to untangle herself from him and immediatly floated into the air. She shook the sand off her still wet hide.

"What were you doing!" she then asked angrily. Groudon felt his heart skip a beat. No turning back now. He sat up with a sheepish expression Kyogre didn't even know he had. He cleared his throat awkwardly.

"I just...wanted to get your attention..." he answered. The Water-type's eyes narrowed at this.

"Well, you got it. What do you want?" she continued with her questions. Groudon sighed, standing on his short sturdy legs. He didn't make eye contact.

"I...um...I just..." he started with nervousness quite unlike himself. He was subconsciously fiddling with his claws and he let out a cough. Kyogre was rather curious about all this. What could be on his mind to make him act like this?

"You just..." she prodded. Groudon let out another cough.

"I just realized...that...maybe...no, not maybe...for sure...I mean...arg!" Embarrassed, he turned away. This was so frustrating. Normally, nothing was hard or intimidating to him. But now, this very subject made him feel like his stomach had lurched violently out of his body.

Kyogre floated closer in concern. She never seen her rival, who she thought was the menacing and confidenttype, stutter and generally act awkward. "Groudon, are you okay?"

Groudon closed his eyes and tried to resume. "Yes...I am...but...I have to tell you something."

"Is it bad?" She couldn't help asking. He paused.

"I'm not sure...but I don't think so..."

"Alright then. Just spit it out and we'll see." Kyogre reassured him. He cleared his throat and turned back to her.

"Okay...here goes nothing...I...love...you..."

I'm not very good at romance stuff...in case you haven't noticed, I didn't make a lot of fics under that category. So just bare with me okay...-nibbles nervously on fingers-

But please, tell me what you think and review!