Disclaimer: I still don't own Pokémon. That should
be a given by now...
A/N: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF!!! ^.^ This is my take on what *could*
have happened (but probably didn't) between Jessie and James at the end
of "Holy Matrimony"!!! Rocketshippy goodness all around!!!!!!
Like Yin and Yang
It's quiet. It's been quiet for a long time.
I look over at my partner just staring out at the dying embers of
the day. Ugh. What a day. Not to say that it hasn't had
its benefits. I'm here right now, aren't I? My partner sighs.
I wish I knew what she was thinking. I could always ask, and just
take my chances with the mallet or paper fan or whatever she happens to
pull out of thin air. Not that I actually think she would
hit me right now. She seems very subdued, as though she's lost in
some far-off place. I wonder if I'm in that place. I saw a
new side of her today, one I've never seen before. The way she looked
at me earlier when I pulled her up into the balloon....I caught something
in her eyes and her voice. Something that made me dare to dream:
Does she love me? Never before would I have allowed myself to get
so carried away, but now...I can't help it. Maybe it's the atmosphere.
She sighs again and this time I can't help myself. I ask her what
she's thinking. She turns her head a little bit and flashes a cute
little grin.
"Oh, nothing," she trails off.
"I'm not buying that. Seriously, what are
you thinking, Jess?"
"Even if I am thinking something, it's not
anything I want to talk about."
"Why not?"
"Because it's none of your business," she says defensively.
"Oh, OK." I decide to leave it there.
I know Jessie better than anybody, and I know when to shut up.
"I was just thinking about everything today," she
continues. I look up and move closer to where she is, leaning my
arms on the basket right next to her. She doesn't look up, but keeps
on talking. "I'm sorry I made you go back there, James. I had
no idea---I'm sorry." She bows her head. I don't know how to
respond. Jessie's never apologized before, except to the Boss,
but even then it's only out of fear. This is different. This
is sincere. She rests her chin on the edge of the basket and looks
up at me. "Can you forgive me?"
I'm totally taken aback. "O-of course,
Jessie! You're my best friend in the world, and there's nothing you
could do that I couldn't forgive you for," I reply seriously. I can't
believe what I'm hearing.
"Good." she smiles up at me, and our gaze lingers
for a few seconds before we both turn away, blushing. 'Why would
she blush?', I wonder and grin. She shifts her weight slightly
and continues to stare at the ground below. There's something else
on her mind. She's never this quiet. "Jessica, is there something
else that's bothering you?" I ask softly. Who is this speaking?
It can't be me. I'm not this brave.
She looks sheepish, almost embarrassed, and I have
to wonder why that question would receive such a response from her.
I continue to stare at her, hoping maybe to catch the answer in her wayward
gaze. The fading light plays tricks with shadows and silhouettes,
making her eyes sparkle in some sort of off-set wonder. "I was just
thinking," she nearly whispers, "about you and me." Now she's really
got my attention.
"W-what about you and me?"
"Really, it's not important."
"Jessie, everything you say is important to me,"
I softly tell her.
She blushes and looks down, but never at me.
She sighs deeply. "It's just that you and I are kinda like two halves
of a whole, like Yin and Yang." Her eyes flick up to mine briefly,
then back down. "The way we're always completing each others' thoughts...different
things like that..." She smiles thoughtfully for a moment, then goes
on. "I dunno. I guess I'm just over-thinking."
"No, Jessie, you aren't. I've always thought
that. You, me. Jessie, James. We go together perfectly."
She looks up at me, seemingly astonished. I take her hands in my
own and look directly into her ocean-like eyes, now becoming a bit teary.
"James," she softly whispers as I lean forward to
kiss her. Her lips are so soft against mine...I must be having some
sort of dream, but this...this feels so real...too real to be just
a dream...
"Jessie, I--" I start, but am suddenly cut off by
a very familiar voice.
"Mee-owth!! Will yous guys throw a rope or
somethin' down here?! I'm gettin' tired of runnin'!!!!!" It's
Meowth. Of course. Why does he have to pick now of all
times to come screaming up at us, ruining a perfect moment? I look
back Jessie almost sadly, and see that she is also disappointed.
That makes me feel a little better. Still...
"It's OK, James. You can tell me some other
time." She kisses my cheek, then leans closer to my ear. "But
until then, just know that I feel the same way," she finishes softly.
Now it's my turn to be perplexed. "How--?"
She stops me with another kiss.
"You and I..." she explains, "...are just two halves
of a whole, remember?"
I nod. "Just like Yin and Yang." Our
eyes share a brief mutual understanding, and then Meowth is yelling again.
"Hey!!! Can't ya hear me?!!!"
I roll my eyes and smile apologetically at Jessie.
I'll tell her I love her. Someday.
~~Ah, it's finished! It was short, I know, but I hope you enjoyed
it, enough that you'll kindly review it! Thankies!~~