Pokemon Black & White #8 - White

"I--" White was pulled underwater by an unknown force. White screamed at the top of her lungs, only to receive a mouthful of water. I just wasted some of my air. I might not get any more. She was going to drown. White clutched at her neck, but found no air. Is this where I'm going to die? In an ocean that I don't even know the name of? Dark spots flickered across her eyelids. So I am going to die... A blue flash appeared in above her. Was it a pokemon? Or was it Black? The figure moved closer. It was Black! But she was going to die, and there was nothing he could do about it. Black outstretched his arms to bring her face close to his. What the heck is he doing? Their mouths connected; but not in a kiss. Black breathed out his air into her mouth, hoping for her to get some air. Sweet, cold air entered her lungs. Her blue eyes popped open. She was back; but just for a short time. Black had no air. Black grabbed her hand and swam up, with his mouth turning blue from lack of air. He sacrificed his air for me, White thought, grateful. As their heads popped out of the water, Black took in huge gasps of air; as did White. They rushed towards the beach and collapsed on the ground, letting the waves lap at their feet. "What was it? The thing that pulled me under." White asked, sucking in the fresh air. Black looked up, his mouth only light blue now, and murmured, "It was a Tentacruel," He stared at White's blue eyes for a moment, then asked, "What was it that you had wanted to say to me before? I didn't catch all of it." White sat up, rubbing sand off her clothes. "I was going to say that I hope that you win, Black, and that--" movement ahead of them caught White's attention. Black followed her  eyes and saw it too. "Hey, ya shuck-faced dweeb! Did you go for a love swim?" Kyle laughed, gesturing to their wet clothes, and that they were still holding hands. White felt her face and his redden. "None of your business, bee brain." Black called to him, his face in a smirk. Kyle finally came over to them, panting, and gasped, "Oh, I get it. So you didn't kiss 'er yet, did ya? Were you plannin' to before old Kyle got in the way?" he accused, straitening his green hair. Before Black could say anything, White jumped to her feet, furious. "No, you piece of klunk! He just saved my life from drowning; that's not a shuckin' love ride!" she whispered, still exhausted from the swim. Kyle's eyes widened and said, "You? You couldn't save a snail! Now, It's time to battle, so hurry up, ya lovebird!" he shouted to Black, and ran back to drier ground, throwing out his pokeball. The red and white ball burst into white light, and then turned into Tepig, the fire type pokemon starter. Kyle has a big advantage. Black joined him on the so called battlefield. "Although I have a disadvantage, I'll still whoop you're shuckin' butt. Let's go, Snivy!" he yelled, and Snivy came out from behind him, already out of his pokeball. Kyle had the first move. "Tepig, use ember! Hurry up!" Tepig hastily used ember, but Snivy easily dodged out of it's way. "Snivy, use leaf storm, you can do it!" Snivy sent out a tornado of leafs hurling towards Tepig at a lightning fast speed. It hit Tepig like a sledgehammer, making him faint almost too easily. Black's eyes widened, whispering, "Oh, shuck, that was way too easy. And I used a grass type against a fire type and won..." Kyle's face turned red with anger and rage. "You cheated!  There's no way a lousy grass type can one-shot my Tepig! You cheated!" he shouted, pointing at Black, furious. Black stood his ground and merely said, "Well, I just did." and walked away. White ran to catch up to him, but a hand grabbed her arm.  Kyle pulled her towards him, forcing her to hug him. "Black! Help!" she shouted, hoping that he would hear. Kyle put his hands on her waist and leaned forward... "Hey! Drop her!" Black shouted, and was on him in an instant. Kyle simply said, "Pokabu, use ember on Black. Yes, I said Black! I don' care if he's human! Just shuckin' do it, Tepig!" he leaned forward again and forced her not to move. She struggled, but she wasn't strong enough. Kyle's mouth connected with hers, and his spit rubbed against her mouth. She gagged out loud, but when she opened her mouth, he put his tongue in hers. Gross! She had to breathe through her nose. She kicked at him, punched him, but it was no use. His hands went all over her body; her face, her legs, her breast, and her... lower spot. Was she getting raped? She headbutted Kyle, breaking him from her for just a moment. Black, having defeated Tepig with Snivy, jumped on White, pushing her away just before Kyle was going to kiss her again. Black got up immediently and stood between Kyle and White. "You're not going to get a girlfriend by raping them, Kyle. Go away. Now." he whispered, all of his angers of the day washing out through that single sentence. Kyle stumbled away, running from the attacking Snivy. Black bent over to check on White. Her eyes were wide, but at least she was breathing. She wearily sat up, pulling her shirt to it's proper level; which was originally pulled down my Kyle. "I... I've never been kissed before, but that was gross. That wasn't even kissing, that was getting raped... I hate Kyle, I just hate him!" she stormed, rubbing her neck. Black sat down beside her, putting his hand on hers. She looked up briefly and then lay her head down on the sand, exhausted. His eyes flickered. Was he... jealous? Jealous that Kyle had kissed her, even though it was forced? Did Black actually like her? The sky was almost completely black now, so they could see the stars twinkling down on them. "It's too late to go back home, I think. My parents don't really care about me," he trailed off, and she could see the faintest trace of a tear in his eyes. "I'll just call my parents and say that I'm having a sleepover with my friend." White said, planning not to mention that her friend was a boy. She took out her cell phone and dialed her house's phone number. The volume of the phone was so loud that even Black could her what her mom was saying. "Hello? Is this White? Oh, hello, White! Where have you been? We've been worried sick about you! It's so late! Did you get in trouble? Are you okay? Did you have sex, for goodness sake? Is that why you're outside so late? You did it with a boy? White, you should know better..." White blushed furiously, knowing that Black could hear what his mom was saying. "No, no mom! My friend just got challenged to a pokemon battle and I went to look, and then my friend wanted me to, uh, have a sleepover." White said, waiting for an answer. "Who is this friend of yours? Is it a boy or girl?" White was going to blow it... Black nodded towards the phone. White handed him the phone, sighing. Black said into the phone, "Hello, is this White's mother? Hi, I'm black, nice to meet you. I was wondering if you would let her stay the night. My parents and I are camping." he said, trying to sound honest. "Umm, let me think about it. Let me talk to White for a second, okay? Thank you, Black." White's mom, unaware that the volume was high, said, "Well, he certainly sounds like a nice young fellow. Is he your boyfriend? Did you have sex? You can't hide things forever, White. You must like him, you sound like you do, and boy, do I know that when you sound like that, you like someone A LOT!" White blushed as red as lava, embarrassed to the core. "Mom! He can here every word you're saying! You're embarrassing me! No, we did not do that yet, mom!" "Yet? What do you mean yet? So you are going to have sex with him?" "MOM! He can hear every word! No, I'm probably not going to, mom! Can I sleep over or not? Jeez, mom!" "Fine, fine... Bye, Wh--" she hung up on her mother. She looked at Black, seeing if he was listening. Black was looking at the ocean. "So," he said, looking into her blue eyes. "I guess it's okay then,"