"Just wait there for a minute."

I fumbled for my keys, turning the correct one in the lock and pushing my door open. There was a horrible scraping sound of rock against wood from the other side, and I winced.

"Volkner...stay out there...for like...ten minutes, okay?"

"I don't want to, Roark." Volkner stared at me, his expression utterly bemused. I glanced in at my living room, which was absolutely filthy, with random piles of rocks in the corners, papers everywhere, muddy boots against the door, coffee table missing a leg, sofa covered in dirt and more rock piles, and a shovel leaning against it.

"Just give me ten minu-ACK!" He'd come up behind me and shoved the door open. I rushed into the room and spread my arms, as if hiding the entire mess with my body. "Don't look!"

"Can't you like... leave the coal mine at the mine?" he snorted, looking around. "Christ, how can you masturbate in this house? Is this your turn-on? Do you try to picture me as a filthy rock when we're having sex?"

"NO!" I gasped, blushing bright red. "First of all, this stuff isn't from the coal mine, it's fossils and interesting things I dug up from the Underground! It's my collection! And - my bedroom is very clean!" I sniffed, stomping my foot down.

Volkner looked at me, again, unreadable, and I was certain he was going to laugh at me. Then he opened his arms, smiling a little.

"It's a nice collection. Tell me about your fossils sometime, okay? Come here."

I squealed and rushed into his arms, receiving a tight hug. "Y...you really want to know about them?"

"It they are interesting." He ruffled my hair a little, making me squeal again and bury my face in his shoulder.

"They are AMAZING," I breathed, almost hopping up and down. "That one over there..." I pointed to a spot over his shoulder, "That one you might recognize the markings, it's a Cranidos fossil, and-"

"Roark." Volkner pulled back, putting a finger to my lips, effectively silencing me. "I want you to tell me about them later. Right now, I want you to show me how clean your bedroom is."

I blinked up at him, my eyes wide. "Y...you're horny again?! Already?! But we just... on the train from Canalave..."

"Shhhh," He pushed more fingers to my lips. "Do you think that's gonna stop me?"

"Nope!" I grinned, adjusting my glasses before wrapping my arms around his skinny little waist, and flipping him over my shoulder. "This way, let's go!" I said to his ass.

"This is humiliating," came a grumble from somewhere near my spine. I giggled, strutting across the living room and into a little room on the left, which was, in fact, very clean. It had a lumpy blue futon and lots of pillows, a little kotatsu (a table low to the ground) and a computer on said table. I plopped my boyfriend down onto the futon and spread my arms, showing off my clean, clean room. "Eh? Eh?"

"I must admit I'm surprised," he smiled, gesturing that I should also be on the futon. I grinned, pulling my shoes off and then bending down to straddle his lap. Then he was kissing me on the lips, not too rough, but gently, almost romantically. He slid his hands up to grip my shoulders, and I felt like I might melt. He'd never really kissed me this way before.

"Volk," I murmured, feeling little sparks go up my spine. I felt an annoying vibration against my leg. It vibrated and vibrated. Volkner stopped kissing me and stared at my leg.

"Uhm... maybe you should get that."

I yelped and reached into my pocket. I hadn't even realized it was my phone. I flipped it open before even checking who it was. "Hello!?"

"Roark!"

My face fell. It was my dad. How unsexy.

"Hi, Dad." Volkner's face also fell (it was adorable).

"Roark, by any chance is the Gym Leader of Sunyshore Gym with you?"

I froze. He sounded angry. What do I say? "Uhmm... why do you ask?"

"I want a word with him."

"Uhm..." I looked at Volkner with big, huge panic eyes. "Uhm, sure. Here..."

Volkner looked surprised as I handed the phone over. "Byron?"

I could hear my Dad talking but was unable to discern what he was saying. Volkner's expression gave me no clues.

"No, sir."

I gestured for Volkner to hit the speaker phone button, but he waved me down. "No, Byron, I promise you that's not going to happen."

I tried to lean in and press my ear against the phone, but Volkner scooted back, pushing his hand against my cheek. "Yes, strictly business." He paused. "Thank you, Byron. Yes." Another pause. "No, really, I promise, he'll be fine. Do you want to talk to him again?"

I blinked as Volkner handed the phone back to me. "Dad?"

He was making grunty noises which I associated with frustration. "Roark, Volkner seems to have a good head on his shoulders, but just ... don't be afraid to go to someone, if he, if he touches you funny."

I almost burst out laughing. "What do you mean by that? Dad, he's my boyfriend." Oh, how I blushed when I said that.

"Yeah, I mean like... a bad touch. Just... don't be scared, son. I'll protect you. Goodbye."

I hung up and rolled onto my side, giggling like a moron. Volkner sat up a little, tugging the cord on the light and shutting it off. I felt him taking off his jacket and shoes, but couldn't stop giggling.

"He...he...he told me to... hahahaha..." I rolled around and kicked my legs, going from giggling to full out laughing. Volkner laid down beside me, pulling a blanket over us and slipping his arm around my chest from behind. This calmed me down a little, although I was still shaking with fits of giggles.

"What did he say to you, Roark?"

"H...he told me t...to not be scared to get help if you ever... hahahaa...gave me a bad touch... hahahaha..." I wiped tears from my eyes, finally calming down a little. I turned over on my pillow to face Volkner, who's face looked incredibly amused. "What did he tell you, Volk?"

"He said he'd asked his friend about The Gay, and he understood the danger now, and told me if I gave you The Aids, he'd personally come and kick my ass, whether I was the strongest Gym Leader or not."

It took another half an hour before I could stop laughing and finally get to sleep after that.