White walked briskly, eating her cotton candy. Her heart hummed in bliss at the taste of sweet succulent sugar in her mouth.

"Why are you eating cotton?"

The brunette turned her head, facing a confused teenager. A small, amused smile flashed on her face. "It's called cotton candy, N. You can actually eat it." She plucked a piece of the sweet, giving it to him. "Here."

N was reluctant. He didn't know why his friend was eating cotton, something that was clearly not edible. He pursed his lips. "Um…"

"Come on…" she murmured softly. Her cerulean eyes shined brightly in his gaze. N gulped. His heart began to beat rapidly again. "Say 'ahhh'…" Her voice was soft, tempting, something that was able to send jolts in his teenage body.

"Ahh…" As if he was in a trance, he opened his mouth, letting the pink sugar entering his mouth. His eyes never leaving hers. His lips prickled at the light brush of her fingers. In reflex, before White could avert her fingers away, he closed his mouth. The taste of the sweet, mouth-watering candy combined with the soft graze of her skin made him shudder like a maniac.

White quickly removed her fingers, cheeks slightly flushed. Both of them stood in silence in front of the giant Pikachu in Nimbasa. White had taken N to the Nimbasa amusement park. She knew the young man had been there before. But that way was back then where he had…other things in mind. Back then, it was the fateful day where N had announced on top of the Ferris wheel that he was the king of Team Plasma. It was the day hatred and resent seethed into her heart towards him, vowing to take him down no matter what.

Now, they were no longer enemies. The green-haired man no longer holds his mission to change the future. He knows the world of Pokémon is safe with her around. She had known his true life and intentions. He had come back. He had appeared in front of her again. And he wanted to stay.

Now, they were just strolling along inside the amusement park in Nimbasa, almost like a date.

Not that the boy would even know what a 'date' is.

"White…" His voice snapped her back to reality. White looked up, seeing a bashful N fiddling with his fingers. A small chuckle escaped her lips. Sometimes she had forgotten one little detail – N was a kid inside.

A chuckle turned into a quiet sigh. The sexy teenager was definitely hot and tempting – she wasn't going to lie. But the thought of him mixed with indecent thoughts are just…taboo.

Her cheeks grew hotter, realizing what she had just thought.

"White? Are you sick?" N placed his hand on her forehead, worried for his friend.

His touch was making her cheeks hotter and redder. Swiftly, she gently swatted his hand away. "C-Come on…Reshiram and Zekrom are probably looking for us." Without waiting for his reply, she quickly strode past him. Her flushing face was away from his sight.

A small frown bestowed the young king. Did I do something wrong?

N sighed. He placed his chin on his palm, elbow propped. Emerald eyes stared outside at the lovely brunette brushing her Reshiram. He could see her giggle, her smile. A smile that brings so much joy he never knew he had. White… His heart pounded rapidly everytime he thought her name, let alone say it out loud. N rubbed the bridge of his nose, confused and slightly irritated at the unknown feeling.

Dude, stop stalking at my White.

N turned his head sideways, only to see Samurott glaring annoyingly at him. A small chuckle breezed through his lips. "For the last time, I am not stalking. Merely observing if you will." He turned his gaze towards the jumping brunette. "Besides, she is my friend too, you know."

Samurott scoffed ignorantly at him. Well, she's my friend first. You're just lucky she accepts you back.

His heart twitched at the formidable Pokémon's words. "Yes, I am lucky indeed…" he mused, completely distracted by her.

Samurott rolled his eyes. He still didn't know why his beloved trainer would take him back. Heck, he didn't even know why she insists on living with them. The water starter grumbled wistfully. Oh well, the important thing now is she's happy. Samurott turned his back, wanting to walk away.

"Wait!"

His yelp caught the Pokémon by surprise. He turned his head, staring lazily at N. What?

N began twiddling his fingers, eyes down. He didn't know how to say it. He didn't know how to explain it to the Pokémon. "Um…" He scratched the back of his neck, trying to sort the words out.

Samurott was getting impatient. Good Arceus man! Spit it out!

"T-Teach me how to get closer to White?" he stammered quickly, taken aback by his roar.

The human's words startled him. Samurott turned his body, now facing the green-haired teen, filled with curiosity. What do you mean?

"I mean…" He paused. "I…I mean, I want to know her. I…I want to get closer to her."

Samurott still didn't get the picture. You already know her. And if you wanna be close to her, you could just go outside and stand right next to her.

N shook his head fast, making the starter more confused. "No no no!" His face was getting redder. He placed his hand on his chest, gripping tightly. "My heart keeps pounding harshly everytime I see her and I feel this…" He waved his hands like an idiot, trying to make out the words for his speechless explanation. "My body." He fisted his chest, eyes all scrunched up. "It keeps reacting differently everytime she touches me, or when I touch her. It…I've never felt this way before, ever!" He ran his hands to his long green hair, messing it up just like his messed up thoughts. "And then at night before I sleep, I have this weird tingle in my body and when I look down, I could see this…this thing between my thighs." He began pulling his hair, mortified at the memories of his previous nights.

"I mean, a thought about my own friend that can cause such a sinful thing. I'm aghast!" he shouted, finally panting after a long rant.

The room was filled with so many awkwardness and silence, it can kill a Bidoof.

Suddenly, a huge crackling guffaw echoed inside the room. N stared at the rolling Samurott. His face was red as it can be, hot as a Volcarona.

It took him a few minutes to calm down. Samurott stood on all fours, wiping a tear off his face. Who knew the boy actually has hormones?, he thought, bursting out another laugh.

N couldn't take it. "N-Never mind!" The young man turned his back. He couldn't bear to face White now. His heart was beating frantically, threatening to crush his ribs.

Before N could walk away, he felt a tug at the back of his shirt.

The young man turned around, seeing a water starter with the most devious smirk he ever saw.

Don't worry man, he chuckled. I can totally help you with your problem.

White held the note in her hand, head filled with curiosity and mind boggling images. A few days ago, N had acted all weird (weirder than usual). When she asked him what's wrong, the young man would just wave in a sense of nothing and walk away before she could ask again. Now, when she entered her room, and a small white note was placed on her bed.

And next to it was a pretty white dress.

White blushed. She didn't know what was going on, but she had a hunch the young king was up to something. She gazed at the note written 'Wear this beautiful dress I've chosen for you and go to Reshiram. He'll know what to do.'

After a few minutes of pondering, finally White played along. She took the dress and wore it. When she gazed into the mirror, her mouth was wide in awe. The attire was a knee's length. It was white and had light ruffles at the edge of the dress. Her dress was sleeveless, but showed elegance in so many ways. To finish off the design, there was a cute, white bow behind it. She let her hair loose, combing it to stay neatly at the nape of her neck. White couldn't believe the person she saw in the mirror.

She saw a princess.

Her heart was accelerating minute by minute as she approached her white dragon.

Reshiram stared at her trainer, flashing a white smile. You look beautiful, milady.

The brunette's cheeks were tinted in pink. "Okay Reshiram. What's going on?" She held her hips, trying to sound annoyed, but it come off more as in abash.

The legendary roared gently in a sound of a chuckle. I am not telling you, Lady White. But if you want to know the rest of the evening, I suggest you play the little game and let me bring you there.

White raised an eyebrow. "Bring me where?"

You'll see. A small grin flashed on the vast white Pokémon's lips.

The brunette bit her lower lip. Finally, she nodded and climbed on her Reshiram. In a low, soothing roar, the Pokémon soared into the night sky.