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Here's the next chapter, I hope you guys enjoy! Also, as a side note, I'm ordering a doujinshi about N and White! If you don't know what a doujinshi is, it's a fan made manga. Although it hasn't been translated yet and it's in Japanese, I am still excited. It's definitely going to be time consuming trying to to do Japanese to English stuff just to read it, but it's worth it!

The next morning, N and White were both curled up in their sleeping bags minding their own business and relaxing before they were going to keep traveling. Moving around all the time definitely was exhausting to both of them, and they wanted to take an hour or two just to relax in the little camp they had set up under the bridge.

Meanwhile, N's thoughts were consumed of White's journal. Although he had felt guilty for reading it the previous night without her permission, he wanted to make her wish come true. She had wrote in the journal that she really wanted to be carried princess style. N always felt like he owed White, since she was always so kind and helped him out constantly. She was the main reason he was able to realize that Pokemon and humans truly belonged together, and she was the only person to ever treat him like he mattered. He also wanted to see her cute expression when he carried her. He hoped she would smile or blush. He thought White had the most beautiful smile, but she was also very cute when she blushed.

However, N didn't quite know how to go about picking her up. It was definitely awkward, and it caused N to halt his progress. He ends up laying in his sleeping bag still, blushing as his heart beats faster with nervousness. He watches White with a conflicted look. He wanted to surprise her and make her happy, but he couldn't get his limbs to move out of nervousness.

What if she doesn't like if I hold her? What if she gets mad?

Currently, White was laying in her sleeping bag with her Pokedex, staring down at the screen as she scrolled through the various entries. A few moments later, she promptly powers off her Pokedex, stretching her arms in the air with a little sigh. "We should probably get going to the next city." She stands up from her sleeping bag, looking over to N to see what he was doing. She was a bit confused to see that his face was flushed and his expression seemed conflicted. "N, what's up?"

The element of surprise is probably the best… She said she had always wanted to be carried like a princess, so it should make her happy. I also want to see what it is like to hold her in my arms…

With his mind made up, N quickly gets up from his sleeping bag. He approaches White with a determined expression. He hopes that White will be happy to have one of her wishes come true. White gasps when N suddenly scoops her up in his arms bridal style with ease. Blood rushes to her cheeks at this action. "N, w-w what are you doing!"

Her body begins to slip from his grip a bit, and his hand slips from her waist and he nearly drops her. He has to grip the next thing he can, which happened to be her butt. She gasps as he gropes her bottom suddenly. Their gazes meet as they both blush again. Although N was pretty lackluster in street knowledge, he knew you definitely couldn't go around touching people's bottoms. He quickly slips his hand back up to her waist. N studies her expression, confused. She seemed angry yet happy at the same time, perhaps the word to describe her face would be flustered?

"I thought you wanted to be carried princess style?" N murmurs to her, sad by her seemingly angry response.

"I have always wanted to be carried like a princess… I was just surprised at how sudden it was. But wait… How did you know I wanted to?" She glares up at him, suspicions forming in her mind. She had definitely noticed in the morning that her journal was not in the same exact place that she had left it from the previous night.

N avoids her gaze awkwardly, but could still feel her staring daggers at him. He didn't want to lie, but he also didn't want her to be angry at him. His heart sinks as he realizes he shouldn't have mentioned that he knew she wanted to be carried.

White really hopes that N had not read her journal, since she had written some very personal and embarrassing things in there, and a few of those entries involved him. "N, did you read my journal?" She really hoped he hadn't read it, but she had a growing feeling that he had. After all, he had seemed so interested in it the previous night. She had also left it out foolishly, and it was in a slightly different position when she saw it next. He must have looked at it, there was no other explanation for how he could have known about her wish to be carried.

N looks down, still avoiding her gaze. "I'm sorry White, I only read a little bit. Please forgive me. I saw that you wrote you wanted to be carried like a princess, and I wanted to make you happy..."

White squirms out of his arms and lands onto the ground. She shuffles over to her sleeping bag, hiding under the covers and covering her face with them. She was so ashamed that he had seen her journal. She couldn't be mad at him, since he was so sincere about it. She was only upset because she was afraid of what he had seen in the journal. She remembered writing about him from her entry the previous night, saying that she might like him as more than a friend.

Guilt consumes N as he watches her hiding under her sleeping bag. He realizes that she must be embarrassed since he had seen some of her secrets. "I'm sorry, White." He bends down, awkwardly wrapping his arms on top of the lump under the covers that was White. He hoped an attempt at a hug would make her feel better, since her hugs always warmed him from the inside out. He remembers her kind words from her journal. "White, I'm happy to know that you care about me and want to keep traveling with me. I feel the same way."

If even possible, more blood rushes to her cheeks. She was happy to know N felt the same way, but he still didn't mention the more than friends part from the journal…

Suddenly, N gasps sharply as he feels an intruding wetness on his arm and hands. He had just noticed that his wound on his arm from the team plasma grunt seems to have reopened. Fresh blood had dripped down his arm and past his fingertips. He was glad that none had gotten on White, but he knew he would definitely need a new shirt now.

White had been alerted to his sudden gasp. "What's wrong?" She crawls out from under the blanket, noticing that N's hand was covered in deep red blood. She couldn't see any more, since he was wearing a black sweater. "What happened?" She rushes over to his arm, pulling up the sleeve in horror. His arm was covered in blood. He winces as his wound begins to throb. "I think my wound from yesterday reopened." N murmurs.

She shakes her head back and forth while grabbing her bag and pulling out her med kit. "Oh, you must have done it when trying to carry me! Why did you do that! You're such a dolt! You need to be more careful when you're injured. Now sit down so I can treat your wound."

N flinches from her harsh tone, but he knew he had been acting rashly when he still had a moderately serious injury. He looks down in shame, sad that he had worried and made more trouble for her. She was angry that he had hurt himself again just to make her happy. Although him suddenly picking her up had made her a bit happy and definitely embarrassed, she felt horrible that he was hurt again because of her. He sits down so she can treat him. She roughly pulls his shirt off over his head so she can easily apply the bandage, taking care not to brush the fabric against his wound. As she bandages his arm again, N looks up at her as she works. "I'm sorry." His expression was guilty and troubled. His blue eyes were downcast and glassy looking.

His sad expression made her feel a bit criminal in this situation. He definitely didn't want to be injured, it was all by accident. Although he was acting careless, it was just because he wanted to make her happy. Her heart softens as she finishes tying his bandage. She leans over as he sits, putting a hand on either side of his face. She looks deep into his eyes. "Listen, N. I'm not angry or anything, I was just stressed out because I was worried about you and I don't like when you're injured. I'm sorry for being kinda mean. Just try to be careful with that injured arm, will you?"

N nods, staring up at her. His guilt had dissipated a bit.

After that, they washed the bloody sweater in the conveniently located river next to their camp. Luckily, all the blood came out of the shirt and it was ready to wear again soon.

Later…

The two had entered the new city not too long ago, and were pleased to find that it was teeming with city life. Shops were abundant, and they were pleased to find out that the city had a restaurant. They both decided with growling stomachs that restaurant food would sit well with both of them.

They enter the restaurant, being bombarded with the delicious scents of premium foods. An overly eager waitress approaches them. "Welcome! Are you guys dating? You're lucky, the last seats available are couple themed! Shall I take you to the table?"

White was about to correct the woman about her and N's relationship, but the woman was already dragging them over to the last table of the restaurant. As they passed the other tables, both White and N noticed that the tables in this area of the place were coupled themed, and the tables were all filled with couples. A flashy couple that they passed by were in the middle of an intense make out session, and White averts her eyes.

Jeez, get a room. She thinks with an eye roll.

Meanwhile, N had never actually seen people kissing on the lips before, and he found himself staring at how strange it seemed. The waitress leads them to their table and sits them down. She drops off their menus and scurries off back to the kitchen. Meanwhile, N is still confused by what exactly the couple was doing. He was still staring.

White notices N staring, and she flicks his hand. "N, why are you staring? That's weird."

He looks away from the kissing couple and towards her, confused. "What are they doing?"

She face palms, not believing this. She couldn't believe that he had never been informed of nor seen people kissing on the lips. Her face heats up as she realizes that she owes him an explanation. She wasn't sure how she could explain this. "Uh… Kissing on the lips is a way to show intimacy between two people."

N stares at her lips, imagining them upon his own just like how the couple had done. He noticed that White's lips were pink with a little shine, and he finds himself wanting her lips on his.

They look so soft… Well, White is my friend, right? Can't we show intimacy?

"White, can we kiss like that?"

Blush rushes to her cheeks. She couldn't believe he was saying this. "N… Usually only people who are in romantic relationships or are married show physical intimacy like that." She hoped he at least knew what a romantic relationship was.

He tilts his head to the side in wonder. "So kissing is like a mating ritual?"

A little giggle escapes from her. "I suppose it could be considered a mating ritual, but it's really just a way for people who romantically care about each other to bond."

Intrigued by this new knowledge, he keeps asking questions. "I know there is family love… But what exactly is romantic love? Is there a difference between romantic and family love? I've heard that romantic relationships come before marriage, but what exactly is needed for it to be considered a romantic relationship? How do you start one?

Ugh. He's getting so technical. This is so awkward.

"Romantic and family love are different. Romantic love is more than a friend or family members, it's intimate, it's shared by two people only who are in love with each other romantically. Usually people who are in love will start a romantic relationship would could potentially turn into marriage later. They are called the boyfriend and the girlfriend if they are in the relationship. Usually the guy will ask the girl to be his girlfriend, but sometimes it's the other way around. When you're in a romantic relationship you will do intimate things together like kiss, hug, and more. You also usually spend lots of time with the person you are in a romantic relationship with, and they care about each other very much."

White could have kept going, but she didn't want to get deeper into the category of what couples do physically, since that would be incredibly awkward.

N grins, taking all this new information in. "White, it's sort of like you and I have a romantic relationship! We hug and spend lots of time together, but we don't kiss on the lips." He pouts at this, still wanting to kiss her upon the lips.

White shakes her head violently, her cheeks burning. "But N, we aren't dating! We are friends… Plus, the two people have to be romantically in love with each other..." She remembers the sentence she had written in her journal about possibly liking N as more than a friend, and she hoped that he didn't remember it. He would definitely know the meaning of it now.

However, N keeps coming with his questions. "How do you know if you are romantically in love with someone?"

"If you're romantically in love with someone, they make you nervous and happy, and you want to be close to them. You want to do intimate things like kiss and hug with them and you want to make them happy. You don't want other people to steal them away and become the boyfriend or girlfriend of someone else, you want to enter a romantic relationship with them." With White's own explanation, she realizes how close her feelings of N were to her description of love.

N's questions come to a halt as he begins to think deeply to himself about the concept of love. With deeper thinking, he realizes that his feelings towards White were pretty similar to how she had described love.

I want to kiss White, and I want to be close to her. I want her to be happy… She makes me nervous. Am I romantically in love with her? But even if I am, she said that for things to work out between them and to create a romantic relationship that both people have to feel the same. How does she feel about me? Her journal said possibly as more than a friend… But I don't know what she truly feels.

"White, what happens if one person romantically loves someone but the other person doesn't return those feelings?"

She crosses her arms, knowing this question would probably be coming. "Um… A relationship will only work if both people are in love, so usually that person will be very sad or will have to find a way to make the other person love them back."

The waitress suddenly returns from the kitchen, stopping at their table. "Hello, can I take your orders please?"

White gasps, realizing that she and N hadn't been looking over their menus but had instead been talking about love. "Uh… What do you recommend?"

The waitress responds eagerly. "We have a lovers special going on. If you order as a couple, you can get a discount on the special! It includes two random meals and two random drinks. Are you interested?"

White's ears perk up at the word discount. She hopes N wouldn't mind her choosing the food this time. "Yes, we'd like the couple special with the discount." The waitress nods and heads off back towards the kitchen. After she had disappeared, N leans over to White. "I thought you said we weren't a couple..."

She sighs. "We are not a couple, but I wanted a discount. I hope you don't mind."

He shakes his head, and silence consumes both of them for a while. They were both lost in their own thoughts about their feelings and what it meant to be in love. N's questions had opened up a lot for them to both think about more.

A few minutes later, the waitress returns with their food. It was two hamburgers with two strangely shaped cups which had drinks inside. She sets their food on their table and promptly leaves. The pair dig into their food in silence, and White notices that her drink tastes pretty weird. However, she still gratefully drinks it, being parched and in desperate need of some sort of fluid. However, she wouldn't find out until later that the strange tasting drink was actually alcohol. White was also going to find out that she definitely wasn't good with alcohol…

Hehe… I hope you guys enjoyed! Some crazy stuff is going to happen next chapter, with an accidentally drunk White. It also might include jealousy and a rival for N! Hope you stay tuned! Please comment or review, it means a lot to me and I love feedback on my stories!