DISCLAIMER: Blah, blah, blah, I don't own Pokemon, Blah, blah, blah, Wish I did, Blah, blah, blah, if I did I could have all the first edition Charizard holos I want, Blah, blah, blah.

Confession of Love

By Allan North



The first thing you have to understand is that I love him.

I know it may seem like I don't, but I really do. I love him more than anything, I love him the way that Pikachu loves Ash.

I mean, I know I'm not perfect… I'm quite overzealous, and I know it, but I simply can't help it.

After all, he's my savior. He plucked me from a wild life, a strange, weird life where nothing made sense and nobody cared about me… at least until he appeared.

Like the angel I know he is, my blue-haired love saved me, pulled me from that turmoil, took me under his wing, and never asked for anything in return.

He's been my comfort more times than I can remember, even when I was sitting alone in prison.

He loves me, too. I can tell when he looks at me. He thinks I'm beautiful, special, and sweet, and he never holds it against me if I hurt him. I think he must know I don't really mean it, that I never have, that I really, truly do love him.

Yes, he must know… I feel such a connection to him… I know he must feel it too.

He'll call me soon, I know it, I can feel it… Oh, James, do it…. Please…. Say those four little words that mean so very much to me…. Come on, say it…. Sigh.

The waiting is the hardest part of our relationship. Just travelling day after day, waiting in the dark for it… for those words…

Ah! They're coming! I can feel it! Any minute now….. Damn.

Oh, well, It'll come sooner or later…. Wait, what's that? It's his voice… YES! Oh, it's the words I love….

"Victreebell, I choose you!"

I'm so happy I could explode!

Oh, James, Master…. I love you I love you I love you…..

Oops. Heh, heh. I overdid it again.

At least he knows.

I love him.